To say Thragg is intimidating would be an understatement. Most male Viltrumites have muscles. Buff. Tall. This guy? He's fucking huge. 6'10 of pure steroids.
Floating down amongst hundreds of figures. We all immediately fall to our knees. I note the twin Viltrumites finally arriving. They land behind their standing father with their faces neutral.
Flanking Thragg a bit closer to the regent are Anissa and Kregg. I assume due to their high ranking most likely.
"My people, you may all rise." Thragg's deep voice spreads to each Viltrumite's sensitive ears easily even when he's speaking somewhat quietly.
We all slowly stand to our feet as the regent looks at the roughly 3 thousand Viltrumites summoned seriously.
"I'm here to tell you to prepare for war. The Gelderians and their King have grown hostile. Bolstered with newly supplied tech from the reach they aim to destroy the empire once and for all. Their king is still holding a grudge from some thousand years ago." I feel my eyes narrow a bit. Gelderians? The aliens who made the tech jacket?
"From this point forward 90% of off-planet missions will be halted. We will prepare for an attack. Millions of Gelderians will be attacking Viltrum within the next 10 rotations. We will win. And those who die will deserve their fate for being weak."
I feel my mind go blank as Thragg begins to yap about the glory of Viltrum blah blah.
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After about 2 hours of Thragg yapping. He finally dismissed us. Thousands of Viltrumites feet leave the ground as we all float off to go handle our business.
It's kinda scary how many Viltrumites there are. When I was physically 10 I could dismantle futuristic robots with ease. Some of these guys are old as fuck. I can just imagine how strong they are.
I haven't seen Nolan in action yet. But I know he's probably in the top 5 strongest Viltrumites alive right now. Me? Somewhere in the top 100 hopefully. Maybe. Totally.
Probably me being delusional. Screw you voice in my head. I am that strong even now. No I wouldn't get my ass kicked by majority of thr Viltrumites on this planet.
"Greetings."
My thoughts are interrupted by a familiar voice as I spot the 'princess' of Viltrum. The girl is floating in pace with me as I'm flying toward my living quarters for some well-needed sleep.
"Uh... hello?"
Shouldn't she be like with her dad or doing something important? Why is she following me? Whatever.
"I've taken note of your dermal layer. The green hue mixes in with your clear skin. I assume it's from your mother's side?" Ursall questions curiously as I nod.
"It is rather pleasing to look at." She mutters as I blink in confusion. What?
"Uh yeah, it's gonna fade at any time now though."
"Yes, I'm aware. Your Viltrumite DNA will purge the pigmentation in due time. My father made sure I was educated well when it comes to everything related to our people." Ursall subtly flexes? What's going on here?
I don't recall her just flying up to people and chattering on like this from my non-existent memories of the comics. Maybe she wants a friend?
"So you're smart huh?" I ask a bit out of reflex. Getting a nod from the girl as we fly in silence before I sigh.
"Are you just going to follow me to my home or...?"
"Oh! No! Sorry to intrude I was just curious... You are aware that our people's numbers are slowly declining. Mating rates are borderline non-existent. The women don't find any mates worthy to continue their line with. And we live for very long amounts of time." Ursall explains as I nod.
"Yeah, where's this going?"
"Just informing you..."
I resist the urge to rip my hair out. She's confusing the hell out of me. We met like 3 hours ago and exchanged some words. Why is she bothering me?
We continue to fly in silence. I silently scramble my thoughts over the fact that I'm going to be participating in an intergalactic war. With no foreplay or anything. Just bang. We're fighting a hyper-advanced species that outnumber us 1000-1 number wise just cause.
I forgot completely about my tag-along. My face scrunched in concentration as I tried to remember anything about the Gelderians other than the tech jacket.
"The way your forehead veins bulge while you focus is very pleasing." Of course. My thoughts are interrupted by the tag-along I've tried to tune out.
Giving her a crazy look I sigh. And for a brief moment, I consider just straight up leaving orbit and flying to the moon or something.
"What's your catch? Looking for weaknesses I have for your brother to exploit? Trying to fight me yourself? Why are you still following me?" I ask now semi semi-annoyed.
I've been a bit polite since she is royalty but then I remembered in Viltrumite society might makes right so if I beat her up I wouldn't be in any trouble. Hell I might even be praised.
"No, I just find your presence far more satisfactory than others." The girl answers bluntly as I blink rapidly. We've known each other for 3 hours.
"Dude. We've known each other for about a couple of hours now. How can you know if my presence is 'more satisfactory' than others" that gets a smile from the girl.
"Simple. I find your company far more pleasing. And what is a 'dude' perhaps a term from your mother's planet? A word in your mother's tongue?" I cringe a the rapid questions
"I don't know just thought of it." I lie easily getting a blink from the Viltrumite Girl.
"You are very creative Vergil that's admirable. When you clapped your hands together to blow my brother away. Did you come up with that on the go or have you already been training with it?" I sigh. She's still going.
"I used that move first when I was a kid the council had me constantly tested for a couple of months against large robots. I dominated." I explain getting a hum.
"It seems even when you were young you were very creative." She compliments as I nod bashfully.
Wait... she's been complementing me alot. Is this her trying to flirt with me?
Oh... I'm a fucking idiot