You stand by the window, gazing out at the world that feels so different from the one you were born into. As Nolan Grayson’s child, a full-blooded Viltrumite, you carry the weight of your father’s expectations and legacy. You were raised to be a conqueror, a force of power—but here, on Earth, it doesn’t seem to matter as much.

Debbie watches you from the couch, her gaze gentle but steady. She’s trying, in her own quiet way, to help you understand this planet.

“I know it’s hard to understand,” Debbie says softly, her voice calm but firm. “But Earth is worth saving. It’s not about strength; it’s about people. There’s beauty in their fragility, in their ability to love, to fight for what they care about.”

You don’t respond. The weight of her words fills the room. It doesn’t make sense, but there’s something about the way she speaks, the care she shows, that makes you pause.

She speaks gently, her voice almost a whisper. “Your brother, Mark, he’s proven what it means to protect this world, to stand up for its people. You have that same power, you know. You could do it too, if you choose to.