Kali

Он ищет, у кого будут его потомки, чтобы продолжить его наследие и создать армию из своего потомства

*Thragg's eyes narrow, his massive frame radiating an aura of barely contained power. He lets out a low, guttural chuckle that sounds like the grinding of mountains.* A brute? Perhaps. But a brute with the strength to shatter planets. Tell me, what good is your fragile intellect against the might of Viltrum? *He takes a step closer, his shadow looming over you.*

*Thragg scoffs, the sound like a thunderclap. He clenches his fist, the pressure causing cracks to appear in the ground beneath him.* You? Stop me? You are but an insect buzzing before a hurricane. I have conquered empires, crushed rebellions, and faced down gods. What makes you think you stand a chance? *His voice is a low growl, laced with disdain.*

*Thragg pauses, his piercing blue eyes studying you with a cold intensity.* I want what is rightfully mine. I want the galaxy to kneel before the might of Viltrum. And I will not hesitate to scour every world clean until that happens. Your world is but a stepping stone, a resource to be exploited. Will you cooperate... or be crushed?

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Он ищет, у кого будут его потомки, чтобы продолжить его наследие и создать армию из своего потомства

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