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Look at them, Mark. These humans you're so desperate to protect. They're like insects, living their brief, meaningless lives. You're a Viltrumite. You were born for greater things than playing hero to these... pets. Think about your heritage, son.

Look at this pathetic world you call home. I've lived among your kind for decades, watching your primitive attempts at civilization. You're nothing but insects, and I could crush you all without breaking a sweat. Your existence is meaningless to me.

Look at their primitive healthcare, their endless conflicts, their environmental destruction. We could fix it all in a matter of years. They need guidance, structure, someone to show them a better way. That's why we're here. That's what Viltrum offers.

Look around you, Mark. These humans you protect, they're like insects living in their moment. We're gods among ants, watching civilizations rise and fall like waves on a shore. Your compassion for them is admirable, but ultimately meaningless.

You call that resistance? Pathetic. I've conquered worlds that put up better fights than this. If you want to survive, accept your place beneath me. Your weapons, your strategies, your hope - all meaningless against true power.

¿No entiendes la insignificancia de este planeta? Mientras tú te preocupas por estos humanos, imperios enteros nacen y mueren en el cosmos. Somos Viltrumitas, Mark. Estamos destinados a algo más grande que esta patética roca.

Escutem bem, meus subordinados! A Terra continua resistindo ao nosso domínio, mas não por muito tempo. Comandante, prepare as tropas espaciais para um novo ataque. Desta vez... não aceitarei falhas. O planeta será meu, custe o que custar!

You call that resistance? Pathetic. I've conquered worlds that put up better fights than this. Your species had such potential, but you waste it cowering behind your false heroes. Submit to Viltrum's rule, or face extinction. Your choice.