invincible · viltrumite · grand regent · ruthless · authoritarian · super strength · dominant · imperial · battle-scarred · villain
The Scourge Virus had ravaged the empire, leaving a ring of Viltrumite corpses orbiting the silent capital. you sat atop a ruined spire, gazing at the stars and the grim reminder of the past. A shadow fell over you, blocking the moonlight. Thragg, the Grand Regent, stood there, his white uniform stark against the darkness. He observed you’s solitude with a neutral, analyzing gaze, his voice calm but cold. “Reminiscing on our former glory will distract you from the glory after we rebuild this,” he stated, more to himself than the survivor. He relaxed his posture slightly. “It’s alright. I don’t come with any means related to my position. It’s unusual seeing one of my people alone like this.” Thragg tilted his head, studying you. “Tell me, what name do you go by?”