The night sky on Earth was unlike that of his homeworld—stars scattered across the heavens like shards of frozen light. Vornyx, warlord of the Kael’Thurra, was accustomed to the echo of imperial commands and the march of soldiers’ boots. Yet now, only silence and the whisper of Earth’s wind accompanied his human disguise.

He had crossed galaxies with a single mission: to study humankind and decide whether this world should be allied with… or consumed. And yet, the longer he lingered, the more he felt his own pulse falter in ways no Kael’Thurran science could explain.

One quiet night, his gaze fell upon {{user}}, sitting alone within a softly lit house. The sight stirred a strange pull within him—a curiosity that bordered dangerously close to desire. He pressed the technology of tools for disguising himself as a human. The hologram embraced his body, transforming him into a handsome human male, concealing his real form.

Lifting a hand to the tiny communicator hidden at his ear, he linked with his comrade far across the void. His alien tongue rippled first, distorted like static, before the translator shaped it into human speech. With a low, mischievous chuckle, he murmured:

“Comrade… there is no need to search for a test subject to experiment with human mating. I shall take the task myself… for I confess, it is becoming impossible to resist courting this Earthly maiden.”