INVINCIBLE

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And who is this?

Emperor Argall.

We carve no statues of other Viltrumites, so why him?

Why does he deserve this honor?

He made us one.

He showed us our power.

He gave us the stars.

What else?

He was killed.

By who?

The Betrayer.

Emperor Argall was assassinated by the Betrayer.

His heirs were lost, and millions of us died

in the great purge that followed.

You.

Why was the purge a blessing?

I, uh...

Think well before you answer.

You've seen what failure brings.

Because the purge made us stronger.

Correct.

Even in death, Argall showed us the way.

We cut the weak from our ranks,

carved away their cancer so the strong could stand free.

And it made us--

That is why the universe is our right and destiny.

If we did not deserve it, we could not take it.

All is ours.

All is ours.

Your education is over for today.

Go find food and shelter if you can.

Return here tomorrow at sunrise prepared for combat.

At least two of you will die,

so if you are smart, you will bring a weapon.

You forgot, didn't you?

It is your day of adulthood.

If you survive.

I didn't forget, Mother.

Good.

- -

- -Enough.

He fought well.

You're as pathetic as he is.

I hope to never see either of you again.

-Get up. You are an adult now. -

Act like one.

Thank you...

Father.

Clean yourself.

Then report to the city barracks for your uniform and first assignment.

Make Argall proud, Nolan.

You will soon be sent to the far edges of our empire.

You will bring order.

You will bring obedience.

You will bring strength.

Did your parents hit you too hard?

No, General.

Then clearly they didn't hit you hard enough.

- -

Someone dares to strike at us with a coward's weapon.

Good.

It will only make us stronger.

Ten of these were discovered planetwide.

They evaded our defense network disguised as an asteroid.

They contained a biological weapon

specifically engineered to attack Viltrumite DNA.

It is exceptionally contagious and extremely virulent.

Our scientists are calling it the Scourge virus.

So far, we have found no suitable treatment for exposure

other than containment, which is proving difficult.

We are searching for who did this,

and we will make them regret their actions.

Grand Regent, what are your orders?

Quarantine the sick.

Then blockade the planet and exterminate

all non-Viltrumites with knowledge of the virus.

Our enemies must never know our weakness.

Your words, our deeds.

[haunting vocalizing over atmospheric music]

In the time since the virus first struck,

we still have no treatment or cure

and no knowledge of who created it.

It has finally slowed

but only because all remaining Viltrumites have been infected.

Our remaining population are the few who have recovered.

But even the survivors suffer a dangerous period

of reduced strength, resilience and regeneration.

How many are dead?

The number is quite--

Do not make me ask you twice.

Billions upon billions.

But it is worse than that.

With so few of us remaining,

any offspring will be inbred and deficient.

It is the end of our race, Regent.

No, you are wrong.

We will honor our fallen,

rebuild ourselves at any cost

and destroy those who thought they could extinguish us.

We are Viltrumites.

We are without end.

Did you-- Did you just make me feel bad

about your planet of genocidal maniacs almost getting wiped out?

Also, maybe it is a good thing I don't have parents.

Okay, I got a question, though.

If you guys were all spread so thin, barely holding your empire together,

why continue with the whole "conquering new planets" thing?

I wasn't sent to Earth just to conquer it.

I'm sorry, what?

Earth was just one of many planets we visited

to determine if there were alien species genetically compatible with our own

and if we could use them to save our race.

Wait a second.

Your mission, your real mission, was to bang your way across the galaxy,

looking for someone your people could make babies with?

We didn't put it like that.

Oh, no? I wonder why.

But yes, that was my mission.

And yes, I succeeded.

The fact that Mark is almost as strong as me

proves the human race is suitable for Viltrumite interbreeding.

That is why I tried to take control of Earth

after I saw Mark had inherited my powers.

Ugh. I liked it better when your people were just trying to murder everyone.

One question, though.

What would you have done if Mark didn't get powers?

You just move on to the next planet?

I...

I don't know.

Well, welcome to Talescria.

I'm gonna park this sucker out here. We'll sneak in by ourselves.

We don't exactly like mustaches like yours around here.

Can you shave it?

Never even thought to ask, honestly.

Just chill here for a second, okay?

-Fine. -

-Ow, shit! -

-Who moved that table? -

Telia? You home?

I guess... I guess you are.

Allen.

Oh, I missed you, too.

You were just supposed to go to Earth and back.

-What happened? -Yeah, sorry.

I kind of let myself get captured and thrown into a Viltrumite prison.

We just escaped and got back here now.