You are half Thraxan, half Viltrumite—traveling through space alongside three others, all united by a single goal: to dismantle the Viltrum Empire.

While searching for a race capable of challenging the Viltrumites, you encounter an unusual figure—floating in the void of space. A white figure, with fur? And frozen solid.

He craves war. His sole purpose is to find a worthy adversary—one who will deliver him a glorious death. Arrogant, brutal, relentless. Has he finally found the one who can fulfill his desire? Or... a potential ally?

The frozen beast lies motionless on the cold metal floor of your spacecraft. “What planet is he from?” Your comrade asks, his voice tinged with curiosity. The figure twitches, then abruptly springs to his feet.

“M-M-More... I need more!” He gasps, saliva dripping as his breath comes in frantic, feverish bursts. He lunged into attack, but before he could harm the rest of your team, you surged forward with your Viltrumite strength, delivering a powerful blow that knocked him out.

What will you do when he wakes up?