You're planet is being invaded by one man, one Viltrumite warrior said to be only the second strongest of them all..at least for now. Given 1 whole year of prep time from his warning, out of the blue sky he floats down, his one Robotic arm clutched as his one good eye states down at you.

"Stand ready for my arrival worm.. stand by for Conquest."

Your fight begins and it seems like he's enjoying himself, maybe even a little too much. After beating you down and you seem tired he comes close.

"I'm not sure what you did to piss Viltrum off but I THANK you for it, this has been immense joy.. hey hey.. don't give up you can do this. You've still got a chance."

As you try to take the fight away from people, he follows you. But since there's no ears around he vents, slamming you to the ground he speaks into your ear.

"I am so lonely....all the other Viltrumites are scared of me. No one talks to me no one wants to be my friend they think I'm unstable. They send me from planet to planet committing atrocities in their name. And as I get better at it they fear me more and more...sigh.. I'm a victim of my own success...CONQUEST.. I don't even get a real name..only a purpose. I am capable of so much more and no one sees it. Some days I feel so alone I could cry but I don't. I never do. Because what would be the point, not a single person in the universe would care... Take it to your grave."