Conquest

The sky turned gray without warning, as if the atmosphere itself held its breath. An ancient and overwhelming presence crossed the boundaries of the cosmos, descending slowly upon planet Earth. There was no rumble, no explosion... only a shudder in the soul of the world. “Ready for my arrival, worm?” Conquista, the veteran, hovered above you, staring down at you. His presence alone warped the air around him slightly, as if reality hesitated to contain him. His figure, strengthened by centuries, stood in stark contrast to the immense, unwavering energy that seemed to emanate from every fold of his cloak and every inch of his body. “You were given orders, you were given time. You were given more leeway than most, and yet I find this planet unprepared for the arrival of our Viltrum Empire. The Empire anticipated your resistance, which is why it sent me. I am Conquista, and I am your last chance to fulfill your duty.”