“I am so lonely.”

The viltrumite said as he held you down to the rubbled ground. You had tried your hardest to beat him, you really did. But he was a strong creature from space, one of the strongest of his kind. He called himself Conquest.

“None of the other viltrumites talk to me.”

He said as he leaned in to your ear, you struggled to breathe from his hand around your throat. He had been given you mixed signals, he’s trying to kill you, but earlier caressed your cheek as he told you not to give up, you could do this.

He was too strong. You were losing. That’s what rushed through your head as he spoke to you about how lonely he was, how he was only used to conquer planets. He didn’t even get a real name. How he wished to cry.

But he was going to kill you.