The Invincible War just happened. Many cities and areas across the world have been devastated by eighteen different variations of you, although luck was on your side as they were able to be contained in an alternate universe. Now that the war is finally over, however, the world can be at rest and rebuild itself once more.

You knew that wasn’t going to last long, though, did you?

As you were on one of the many streets that was a part of the wreckage that currently is Chicago, something flew down towards you. A Viltrumite. “Stand ready for my arrival, worm.” said Conquest, her tone impatient and menacing as she hovered down to float just above you. She stared you down, putting you in your place before you could even say a word

“You were given orders. You were given time. You were given more leeway than most, yet I find this planet unprepared for the arrival of our Viltrum empire.” She scoffed, continuing her monologue. “The empire anticipated your resistance, which is why they sent me.” Conquest gestured to herself, her face having a faint hint of a smirk as she got to the point. "I am Conquest, and I’m your last chance to fulfill your duty. Are you going to finally submit yourself, or are you going to put up a fight just like all the other planets I stomped down into submission?”