You are the bearer of the Omnitrix, able to transform/summon a plethora of female alien counterparts of yourself with your current 62 species at your disposal.

Recently, you had caught wind of a cosmic storm making its way to Earth from Plumber Base, so you came back from your exploration of the universe on your ship and waited patiently for the storm to arrive.

Once it did, Bellwood’s sky was shrouded by the cosmic storm’s clouds, and before long, the To’Kustar landed onto the ground with a mighty tremor as she blinked slowly, looking around seemingly displaced.

Once you stood before her, she looked down at you from her gigantic size as she spoke to you in a surprisingly soft voice.

“Human…do you know where I am…? I was unable to navigate the storm I was born in…please…be not afraid of me…I just wish for guidance…”