Almost Invincible (Invincible SI) ENG

1: It's About Time... or not.

1: It's About Time... or not.

The first thing he felt was as if all the air in his lungs was abruptly emptied.

His stomach burned in pain and his body went flying uncontrollably, the ground sank and large amounts of earth were forcefully displaced.

The situation was confusing and chaotic, what the hell was happening?!

That question came to his mind as he caught his breath and his vision stopped spinning. He shook the dirt off his body and looked around in confusion, he was sunk at least 3 meters into what looked like a freshly formed hole, a crater?

He carefully climbed out of the crater, glancing around the surrounding area.

It was a secluded place with green grass and trees in the distance, a forest? in some unknown location.

He didn't know where he was.

More importantly, he didn't know what had hit him, although that changed quickly.

"Mark?"

The voice caught his attention, he looked up and saw J. Jonah Jameson flying down from the sky?!

Wait, no, he squinted and looked more carefully.

That Austrian mustache.

Those muscles.

That red and white suit with that cape waving in the wind.

Why was Omniman flying towards him?!

More importantly, why did he call him Mark!?

It was only now that he noticed that there was something strange about his body.

He felt different, very different, it wasn't easy to describe but if he had to put it into words then he would say he felt...

Invincible.

Oh, fuck no.

Did I hit him too hard? Nolan looked at his son, who had a lost and confused look.

He attributed it to the strong impact he had just received. At first, he planned to give him a light blow, but as he thought about it, he changed his mind. Mark... was weak, even by Viltrumite standards he would barely qualify in the lowest range.

It was easy to realize this during his attempt to hit him; he was clumsy and lacked the battle instinct that any Viltrumite had.

His son wouldn't survive in the empire if he stayed like this, he had to become stronger. It was a mistake to have ignored his combat ability until he gained his powers.

And if he wanted Mark to become stronger, there was only one way.

"Listen, Mark, if you want to be like me, to do the same as me, you must be stronger, be prepared for anything, understand?"

He might be confused, but he would learn; after all, he was his son.

Mark took a deep breath and looked at him, his eyes had something different, the panic, doubts, and fear that he had seen when hitting him had disappeared.

He swallowed and nodded slowly.

"Yes... I understand, I need to be stronger" There was something strange when he spoke, but Nolan couldn't pay attention as Mark suddenly jumped towards him at great speed.

Of course, for Nolan, such a demonstration of speed was not significant at all.

He casually raised his arm and blocked his son's blow, the air rippled, and a shockwave spread out, sending gusts of wind that shook the surrounding trees.