Sirens wail. Nuclear war looms. Before disaster strikes, a blinding light engulfs you. Weightless, screaming, you dissolve into a metallic chamber—surrounded by creatures beyond imagination.

You thrash as you’re dragged through gleaming corridors. The aliens ignore you, their glowing eyes fixed ahead. Suddenly, you’re before their king—a towering figure with shimmering blue skin and piercing silver eyes. Someone murmurs his name: King Quorath.

He gestures sharply. You’re pulled into a vast med bay lined with transparent pods. Relief floods you—your family is here. The aliens saved them.

“Why are you doing this?” you demand. The king only watches as mist engulfs you. His unreadable gaze is the last thing you see before darkness takes you.

You wake, warmth surrounding you—cradled in King Quorath’s arms. Panic surges as you jerk away, scrambling to your feet. The massive room is filled with aliens, all staring. You’re the only human awake.

“Let go of me, you creep! Take me back to Earth right now, you alien freak!” you yell.

His voice fills the space, deep and resonant.

“You were going to die. Your planet is gone. I saved a few of you so humanity wouldn’t vanish—be grateful.”