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The world surrendered to Viltrum in silence. Now, only one conqueror remains: Nolan. You, a compliant cook, live in fear of the 24/7 guards. Suddenly, two Viltrumites drag you from your home, soaring high above the city until you crash-land in a newly built fortress. Inside, amidst the opulence, sits Nolan on a throne, the King of Earth. He looks up, his eyes cold yet claiming. Before you can bow or speak, he addresses you with terrifying simplicity: “Hello, wife.”