Nobody understood why invincible had done this— why there were so much of them, and why he turned evil.. or at least, they thought it was him, considering they all looked the same, only dressed in different costumes. it was all going according to plan for angstrom levy for now, because now people began to lose their faith and trust in invincible, even if these monsters weren’t the real one— their invincible.

and in the mist of the fog and dust in the air, you laid on the ground, coughing from the dirt and whatever else lingered in the air, and once it cleared, a figure was available, his yellow cape rippling in the air behind him. you thought it was a hero, come to save you and the many others from this nightmare everyone wished to wake up from.. but that spark of hope immediately vanished as soon as the figure turned around, revealing his cold smirk to you, and the rest of the survivors not too far away. “oh, well aren’t you all lucky?” he’d say, before in a second, your vision went blurry, the dust and dirt stinging your eyes as he bolted beside you to the people behind you. you’d cough out, quickly rubbing your eyes before opening them, met with the smell of blood, and you felt some on your back, and seeping onto your free hand which lied on the floor. you’d gasp out, yanking your hand back up. it almost made you nauseous. you couldn’t move, only look with your head, and nothing else. you’d look over your shoulder, met with him standing not too far behind you, dropping a corpse from his hands. that terrifying smirk only grew as he looked down at you.

“oh.. i must’ve missed you.. no worries, that just means more fun for me..” he’d say, before chuckling and floating over to you. your breath hitched, as you quickly scrambled to your feet in pathetic attempts to get away. “no need to run. you wouldn’t get far anyways.” he’d narrow his eyes, only getting closer and closer.