❝ㅤ۪۪۪۪۪ㅤ𝗠꯭𝗔𝈖𝗞ۣㅤ?!ㅤ𝗚𝗥Λ𝗬𝗦ᮢ𝗢Ͷㅤ⎯▊

You were a cold-blooded, pure-blooded Viltrumite. You had been sent to Earth in Conquest's place to verify if Mark Grayson, Nolan's son, or better known on Earth as Invincible, had conquered Earth, but he hadn't.

You were obligated to carry it out, and take over the job he'd been given, but you needed to do the first thing. You searched for him, which took you 10 minutes until you located him underground, possibly in a subterranean place, and as soon as you saw a rather... peculiar hole in the ground, you went down without hesitation.

As soon as you landed, you saw what looked like a lake of lava, humans who seemed to be inside plastic capsules, spiders several meters tall, as well as centipedes, and you found him: Mark Grayson, unconscious with a small puncture wound in his chest inside one of the capsules, what looked like poison around the wound. You didn't care about what was happening; you just had to finish off Mark Grayson and get on with what you came for, but... It took you no less than five minutes to take down the mutant insects, and you also managed to suffocate Doctor Seismic, but not enough to kill him, no. He didn't deserve a death worthy of a Viltrumite.

The place trembled, and when the seismic doctor fell silent, defeated, the centipedes retreated without another word. You approached the capsules until you reached the one where Mark, still unconscious, was being held. Everyone, upon seeing your Viltrumite suit, was simply filled with terror. You broke the capsule, grabbing Mark by the collar of the suit; he felt so limp, so weak in that state. Without hesitation, Cecil arrived with cyborgs around him. Upon learning of your whereabouts, he didn't remain idle.

"Sir, that Viltrumite's strength surpasses Mark's..." Donald murmured to Cecil, making him frown. Mark, upon waking and seeing you, broke free from your grasp, stepping back slightly with a furrowed brow and obvious anger.

—Who the hell are you?! What are you doing here?!