'Why am I excited? Is it because I'll one day have to fight him?', Harold didn't know why, but his blood was pumping, so with energy, he too left the room and flew towards his Quarters.
But first, he had to stop by a faculty for his routine hobby. Many Viltrumites entered and left the place as if it were a mall. He passed by a group socializing outside and entered. With practiced knowledge, he navigated the building, heading straight towards a certain room.
Upon arriving, he used his hand prints for verification and entered, revealing a pristine white room with a large metal beam above; the beam had cables connected to it from above. Harold, when near the tip of the beam, flew and clicked on a console.
With everything in place, he went to the base of this beam, and there was an obsidian seat below where one could sit down. He sat down as a countdown flashed on the console.
When the countdown finished, the beam descended on his relaxed form as he used both hands to grab 2 bar handles. The beam weighed 3 billion tons, so one could guess what he was trying to do.
As he passed, he hand bench pressed this amount for the next 5 hours. He couldn't stop, he didn't want to...as long as a monster like Thragg existed, he wouldn't stop training. The gap in strength is what motivated him the most.
With every rep, the image of the unknown threat level above Thragg's head kept flashing back, so he could only continue to train like a wild beast.
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This continued for the next few weeks, with him setting out to subjugate certain resistant worlds while also training. This time, he wasn't an Enforcer like before, so he had to initiate the conquest, which wasnt always pretty. Oftentimes, when he comes to a new world, he would give the aliens a chance to surrender and spread propaganda to let them ease into the Empire.
He really never wanted to resort to killing civilians for no reason, but the problem with this approach is that if he were ever caught being so kind to the aliens, they would probably inform Thragg about this since he's being closely observed.
The observation wasn't because they cared about him or his safety; it was simply to see if he could fulfill Conquest's duties without hesitation. If he were deemed unable, they would probably demote him and relocate him.
For now, though, he has done a good job of 'assisting' planets surrender if they didn't want to reason with him.
After a few more Conquests, they left him alone. He passed his assessment and would now assume the relevant duties. This allowed him to quietly negotiate the surrender of various planets without being watched.
Today, however, was different, and right now he levitated above a planet in orbit, watching in disdain as he folded his arms. This was the Rognarr planet; however, they were frozen because the sun was blocked by a large ship.
But he had already taken care of that, so the sun could now shine on the whole planet, so right now he was just waiting for them to unfreeze. While waiting, he still felt fear. Anything could happen, plus the Rognarrs are likely to gang up on him.
But if he could beat Conquest, he's confident he has a good chance against them. Still, he couldn't shake off a bad feeling he had deep inside, "Those Rognarrs are truly troublesome. Hopefully, I don't die here, and if do....no, I won't."
He nodded as 30 minutes passed and he began to descend into the planet. The strong gravity immediately took effect, but compared to other Viltrumites, he handled it slightly better.
Still, it was strong, but this deterred him; he landed feet first in a barren area, and he decided to look around and wait patiently for them to find him.
He did wait long to say the least, 2 Rognarrs spotted him and snarled, saliva drooling from their predator teeth. Seeing this, Harold prepared himself as one of them did a war cry, alerting the others.
In 1 minute, he would be surrounded by dozens, so he had to swiftly kill them without getting touched. The 2 Rognarrs charged at him, aiming to tear this invader apart. Harold's heart pumped as they neared.
*BOOM*
Harold used both hands and clapped so hard he created a shockwave and a large gust of wind; the 2 Rognarrs were pushed back and disoriented. This was a move he once saw Conquest do, so he learnt it from him. It would basically serve as a ranged attack without getting close to him.
He then grabbed a large stone nearby and threw it at the first Rognarr to further distract it while he leaped towards the other one.
The other one saw that he approached in a slight arch and descended onto it. Seeing this, it used its claws to swipe at Harold. Harold saw this coming and dodged by going under the claw, than upper cutting the Rognarr with all his might.
This made it lift off 6 ft into the air, but Harold grabbed its feet before it could fly further up, and used its body as a weapon to smack the other Rognarr that had finally recovered. This sent the 2 flying a few meters away.
But Harold wasn't done yet, and flew straight into the 2, throwing combo punches. Whenever it tried to claw at him, he would dodge and then throw a 2-piece, and finish it off with a knee to Rognarr's abdomen.
However, not everything was smooth sailing for Harold, although he dodged the claw attacks and attempts to bite him; they were simply thick-skinned and fierce like wild beasts. So the rest remained unpredictable.
Still, Harold continued dishing out beatings, as one mistake could cost him his life, 3 more Rognarrs caught up to them as they tried to gang up on Harold.
Harold would often use his shockwave claps to create distance, "Fuck!...why won't you die?".
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