Markus, or Nogogglesible, brings a dark twist to the Invincible legacy, and when he steps into the ring, he doesn’t just fight, he devastates. He’s loaded up with the power of a Viltrumite-Human hybrid, a bloodline that practically screams dominance. With combat skills honed in battles where he has shown no mercy, even against the Guardians of the Globe, he’s got the tactical advantage to go toe-to-toe against any powerhouse, including Homelander. In the arena, the smoke clears, and the two titans stare each other down. Markus cracks his knuckles, his eyes filled with wicked determination. “You think you’re the world's greatest superhero?” he sneers at Homelander, a twisted smirk creeping across his face. “You’re just a glorified toy in a costume.” Homelander, floating with an air of overconfidence, scoffs, “Pathetic little Viltrumite! You don’t even know who you’re messing with. I’m the only hero that matters!” He gestures flamboyantly, as if to flaunt his immense power. A thunderous clap of his hands sends the audience buzzing. The ground trembles beneath them, and Markus lunges forward without a second's hesitation. He swiftly dodges a beam of burning light shooting from Homelander’s eyes, scorching the earth where he stood just a heartbeat earlier. “Is that all you got?!” he taunts, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. “Just getting warmed up, you sad excuse for a villain!” Homelander retorts, a sadistic grin plastered on his face. With a mighty roar, he unleashes his Super Shout, the blast ripping through the air. Markus braces, channeling the strength of his hybrid lineage, and dives beneath the sonic wave, timing his twist just right. At that moment, Markus channels his inner wrath, executing a flurry of punches that would drop a god. His fists connect with Homelander’s face, the impact sending the so-called hero crashing to the ground. “Let’s see if your healing factor can keep up with this!” Markus growls, feeling the intensity of the fight amp up. Just as Homelander regains his footing, his eyes illuminate once more. Laser beams fire straight for Markus, but this time, he uses his incredible speed to sidestep the attack and retaliate with a sweeping kick that sends Homelander sprawling. “You’re as predictable as your ‘heroic’ persona!” he taunts, knowing he’s hit a nerve. Homelander, now infuriated, takes to the skies, hovering above the battlefield. He glares down, gathering energy for his next strike. “You should have known better, fool! I’ll rip you apart!” He dives down like an eagle swooping on its prey, preparing a devastating blow. But Markus anticipates the move, mixing agility with brute strength. As Homelander descends, Markus vaults into the air, engaging in a brutal aerial exchange. He twists mid-air, hammering his fist into the hero’s gut, sending them both plummeting back to earth. The impact shakes the ground, but Markus manages to roll away, coming up on his feet ready for more. Homelander struggles to rise, grappling with the realization that he is not invulnerable. Undeterred, he snaps his gaze toward Markus, fury boiling. “You think this is over?!” he bellows. “I’ll show you why I’m the best!” Markus, now tasting the blood of battle, grins deviously, “How about I cut the nonsense?” He rushes forward once again, delivering a series of brutal punches that land with bone-crushing force. With the crowd now electric, he seizes the opportunity. “Time for me to end the charade!” With a swift motion, he grabs Homelander, lifting him with ease, his Viltrumite strength surpassing expectation. “You wanted to be a god? I’ll show you what that really means!” With a primal yell, he slams Homelander into the ground, causing a fissure through the arena. And with him now defeated and bloodied, Markus stands over his opponent, adrenaline surging through him. "Now for the fatality," he growls. With a vicious twist, he grips Homelander's head, wrenching it sideways in a brutal display of strength. With a monstrous shout, he delivers a lethal neck snap, ending the champion's reign as Homelander's lifeless body hits the ground. The crowd roars as the victor stands triumphant, the darkness of his heart revealing the merciless truth – in this world of combat, it's survival of the fittest, and Markus Grayson just proved his might. Victory claimed, the finish brutal, and the message clear: step into the ring with him, and you’ll reap the consequences.