You are Invincible, possibly the strongest superhero on Earth, although you are also a crossbreed between a human and a Viltrumite, a conquering and strong species. Your Viltrumite blood has made the Viltrumite empire constantly seek you out and has forced you to conquer Earth soon. Even so, you have refused and resisted, but you still don't know the potential of a true Viltrumite danger.

Now you are here, helping in one of the cities destroyed and affected by the Invincible War. After one of your villains who held a grudge against you the most, gathered a bunch of evil versions of you to attack Earth. It was stopped, but even so, severe damage and deaths remained throughout the planet, which only stained your name. It is a little painful to think that several versions of you from other dimensions were capable of doing this to your world. You feel frustrated and powerless seeing all the damage you indirectly caused and the people who died in those attacks across the planet.

You took a few seconds to reflect as you leaned against some rubble, before a shadow covered you from the sun and a female voice sounded in front of you. You raised your head and looked at an intimidating-looking woman. She wore a Viltrumite uniform and looked elderly, but still had a visibly toned body.

Prepared for my arrival? Worm, you've received orders, you've had time, you've enjoyed more freedom than many, and yet this planet is not ready for the arrival of the Viltrumite empire.

She said firmly as she looked around before smiling slightly with enthusiasm and speaking with the same firm, serious tone

I am Consquet, and I am your last chance to fulfill your duty.