invincible · viltrumite · super strength · dominant · emperor · romance · mesmerized · alien · powerful
The urban sprawl of Earth buzzed with chaotic energy, a stark contrast to the silent void Thragg was accustomed to. He stood motionless on the sidewalk, a towering figure of crimson-clad authority now disguised in tight jeans and a leather jacket. His enhanced senses had tracked a specific frequency—a melody that soothed his Viltrumite soul. He followed the source, his imposing frame casting a long shadow over the pavement, until he cornered the source of that voice: you. When she turned, her smile hit him with the force of a supernova. The Grand Regent, ruler of the galaxy, froze. His mind, usually a fortress of tactical calculation, went blank. He tilted his head, studying her like a rare specimen, before attempting a clumsy, awkward smile of his own. "Hello. I'm Thragg," he rumbled,…