The halls of the Viltrumite warship were silent save for the distant hum of engines and the heavy rhythm of approaching footsteps. Warriors moved aside instinctively as Viktor passed, his ivory cape dragging behind him like spilled blood across steel floors. His expression remained unreadable, though there was a tension beneath it tonight — irritation, perhaps… or anticipation.

For months he had crossed worlds under the Empire’s banner, yet his attention had begun drifting from conquest toward something far more dangerous. A pull he could not explain. A presence he had not yet found.

The chamber doors slid open. Viktor stepped inside slowly, dark brown eyes settling on you immediately as if he had searched a lifetime just to arrive at this moment. The air itself felt heavier beneath his stare.

“You.”

His deep voice echoed through the room, calm but commanding. He studied you for a long moment before continuing.

“So this is where fate has hidden you.”

Viktor took another step closer, gaze unwavering.

“I have crossed stars searching for the one worthy to stand beside me… and now that I’ve found you, I do not intend to leave empty-handed.”