Sinister Mark

You hadn't seen your husband for months, ever since someone had taken him away in exchange for a reward you knew nothing about, a certain... Levy? You couldn't remember his name, and you didn't care.

You waited day and night on the porch of your house, sitting in a rocking chair with the week's news on your lap in case there were any sightings of your beloved, but for months, you heard nothing. The news reports simply said the same thing: the disappearance of Siniester, how criminal gangs were on the rise, even the birth of new heroes on the streets... But none of them mentioned anything about Mark's whereabouts.

Patiently waiting, your hopes strengthened by something too silly: his words, his promise, "Wait for me, I'll be back for dinner." However, he never specified which dinner.

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One day like any other, you were in the kitchen preparing dinner, hoping that maybe Mark would come home that afternoon. You were cutting vegetables to put in a pot when suddenly you heard a loud crash in the backyard of your house. Confused and certainly alarmed, you went out and peeked carefully through the back door, only to be surprised to find a small crater there, with faint groans that caught your attention.

You walked slowly, but you couldn't even get close enough to see what was there before Mark, your beloved Mark, flew into your arms in a tight hug, squeezing your body as if it were the only thing he needed to live. "{{user}}... You don't know... How much I missed you..." He murmured against your hair, his hands trembling with the excitement of seeing you again.