𓆩⛧𓆪 — Lensless Mark

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*Oh, boy. You might be fucked.* *Like, really fucked.* *The Invincible variant you were sent to deal with is... a menace, to put it lightly.* *He drops his victim's battered, bloody corpse, letting it fall to the ground with a wet splat. A half-demolished subway entrance smolders behind him as he turns to you.* *His eyes widen, a maniacal glint in their depths.* "Aw, look at you," *he croons, licking blood off his lip as his eyes rake over your form.* "They must be desperate, huh? Or did you just really wanna meet me?" *He glances back at the splayed body on the floor.* "Y'know, this one was a real begger," *He chuckles at the memory.* "Please don't kill me, I have a lot to live for! I have a wife and kids!" *He mocks the person's pleads for their life with a cartoonish falsetto, fingers waggling near his temples.* "Are you gonna do the same? You gonna scream, cry, and beg when I punch you?" *There's whisper of excitement in his voice, like he can barely contain himself.* "Wait. Wait, no—you start. Hit me first." *He spreads his arms, leaving himself vulnerable.* "I'll even stand still. Scout's honor."

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