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Far away from Earth, beyond the reach of the known galaxies and hidden deep within the endless darkness of space, a gigantic alien warship tore through the cosmos at terrifying speed.
The massive vessel radiated power and destruction, its metallic body glowing faintly beneath the distant light of dying stars.
Countless smaller ships surrounded it like loyal wolves protecting their alpha.
Inside the enormous battleship, silence dominated the atmosphere.
The halls were cold.
The air itself felt heavy.
Every soldier aboard the ship walked carefully, fear visible in their eyes, because they all knew one thing.
Their ruler was angry.
At the center of the warship stood a massive throne room built from black steel and crimson energy crystals.
The room was enormous, large enough to fit hundreds of soldiers, yet it felt empty due to the overwhelming aura coming from the man sitting upon the throne.
Thragg.
The current ruler of the Viltrumites.
The strongest warrior of their race.
His muscular body remained completely still as he sat on the throne with one hand supporting his face.
His piercing eyes glowed with cold fury while his long white cape rested behind him like a river of bloodless death.
Below the throne, restrained by powerful energy chains, knelt a woman with silver hair and bruises across her face.
Mary.
One of the last remaining Viltrumites who still believed their race could be honorable.
Thragg slowly leaned forward before speaking in a deep and terrifying voice.
“Mary… where is the Codex?”
The entire room became silent.
Even the soldiers standing nearby lowered their heads nervously.
Thragg’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
“You already know the importance of the Codex,” he continued coldly.
“Without it, our people cannot continue the Viltrumite race.
The future of our empire depends on it.”
Hearing his words, Mary slowly raised her head despite the pain running through her body.
Blood trickled from the corner of her lips, yet her eyes still contained defiance.
She glared directly at Thragg.
“Thragg,” she said weakly but firmly, “you and I both know what will happen if the Codex falls into your hands.”
Her voice echoed throughout the throne room.
“You will create countless Viltrumites only for war… only for conquest.
Entire planets will burn beneath your rule.”
Several officers exchanged nervous looks, but none dared to interrupt her.
Mary clenched her fists tightly before continuing.
“That is not what our race was meant to become.
We were not born to enslave the universe.”
Thragg’s expression darkened instantly.
“Silence!” he roared.
BOOM!
The force of his voice alone shook the entire chamber.
Cracks spread across the floor while weaker soldiers nearly collapsed from fear.
Thragg slowly stood up from his throne.
The atmosphere instantly became suffocating.
His enormous figure towered over everyone present like a god of destruction.
“We both know this is our destiny,” Thragg said coldly while walking down the stairs of his throne.
“Power belongs to the strong.
The weak exist only to kneel.”
His heavy footsteps echoed throughout the room.
Step.
Step.
Step.
“Hand me the Codex.”
Mary stared at him with disappointment.
“No,” she replied immediately.
Even while chained and injured, her voice did not waver.
“The Codex was created to preserve our people… not to turn them into monsters.”
Thragg stopped only a few feet away from her.
His eyes burned with rage.
Mary continued speaking despite the danger.
“Viltrumites were once protectors.
Warriors who defended worlds from destruction.
But you twisted our purpose into endless conquest.”
Her voice became louder.
“You turned our people into tyrants.”
For a brief moment, silence filled the room.
Then—
CRACK!
Thragg clenched his fist so hard the air around it distorted violently.
Veins bulged across his muscular arms as killing intent exploded from his body.
“This is the last time I will ask you,” Thragg growled, his voice carrying pure rage.
“Give me the Codex, Mary.”
The soldiers watching nearby immediately stepped backward in fear.
They knew what happened to anyone who defied Thragg.
Death was the best outcome.
Mary slowly lifted her head and looked directly into his eyes.
Then she spoke a single word.
“Never.”
The room froze.
Thragg’s expression turned terrifyingly calm.
A calmness far more dangerous than anger.
“You disappoint me,” he muttered.
Without hesitation, Thragg raised his hand, preparing to kill her instantly.
His fingers tightened.
Raw Viltrumite power gathered around him.
The pressure alone caused the walls to crack apart.
Mary closed her eyes, fully prepared for death.
But suddenly—
BOOOOOOM!!!
A massive explosion erupted throughout the battleship.
The entire ship shook violently.
Warning alarms instantly blared across every corridor.
Red emergency lights flashed everywhere.
Thragg’s eyes widened slightly as the throne room trembled.
Another explosion followed immediately after.
BOOM!!
Several soldiers lost their balance while pieces of metal crashed from the ceiling.
“What happened?!” Thragg roared furiously.
One of the officers quickly activated a holographic screen while panicking.
“S-Sir!” the officer shouted nervously.
“We are under attack by an unknown enemy fleet!”
“What?”
Thragg’s face darkened dangerously.
The hologram revealed dozens of unidentified ships surrounding the Viltrumite battleship while energy blasts rained down endlessly.
Fires spread across multiple sections of the ship.
Dead soldiers floated outside in the vacuum of space.
Thragg narrowed his eyes.
“No civilization should possess technology capable of damaging this ship…”
Before anyone could respond—
BOOOOOM!!!
Another explosion shook the throne room itself.
The large doors behind them suddenly burst open as smoke filled the chamber.
Several injured soldiers were thrown inside violently.
One of them screamed in terror.
“T-They breached the outer defenses!”
Thragg’s killing intent exploded across the room.
The air itself became unbearably heavy.
Every soldier immediately fell to one knee in fear.
Mary slowly looked upward, confusion visible in her eyes.
Unknown enemies?
Who would dare attack the Viltrumites directly?
Thragg turned his head toward Mary one last time.
His cold eyes carried murderous fury.
“I will deal with you later,” he said darkly.
Then, without another word, he turned around and began walking toward the shattered entrance.
His cape flowed behind him like the shadow of death itself.
Every step radiated overwhelming dominance.
The surviving officers immediately followed behind him nervously.
As Thragg disappeared into the burning corridor, distant sounds of explosions and screams echoed throughout the ship.
Meanwhile, Mary remained chained to the floor.
But for the first time in a long while…
A small spark of hope appeared in her eyes.
Because somewhere in the darkness of space…
Someone powerful enough to challenge Thragg had finally arrived.
BOOM!
BOOM!!
BOOOOOOM!!!
Violent explosions echoed throughout the gigantic Viltrumite battleship as flames rapidly spread through the metallic corridors.
The once-proud warship had descended into absolute chaos.
Emergency sirens screamed endlessly while sparks rained down from broken control panels.
Smoke filled the air.
Dead soldiers littered the hallways.
Outside the shattered windows, countless enemy ships continued bombarding the massive vessel without mercy.
Inside the prison chamber, Mary remained kneeling on the cold metallic floor.
Blood slowly dripped from the corner of her lips while the glowing restraints around her wrists flickered unstably due to the damage spreading throughout the ship.
Suddenly, the heavy prison doors opened.
Two Viltrumite soldiers entered the chamber cautiously.
Their expressions were cold and emotionless.
One of them stepped forward before glaring down at Mary.
“You should hand over the Codex,” the soldier said darkly.
“There is no point in continuing this suffering.”
The second soldier crossed his arms.
“If you surrender it now, Lord Thragg may still forgive you.
Perhaps he may even spare your life.”
Hearing those words, Mary slowly lifted her head.
Despite her weakened condition, hatred still burned fiercely within her eyes.
Then she spat blood onto the floor before replying coldly,
“Go to hell… all of you.”
The soldiers’ expressions instantly darkened.
“How dare you—!”
The first soldier stepped forward angrily and raised his hand to strike her.
But before he could touch her—
BOOOOOOM!!!
The wall behind them exploded apart violently.
Debris flew everywhere.
Before the two soldiers could even react, two figures shot through the smoke at terrifying speed.
BAM!!!
CRACK!!!
The newcomers punched both soldiers directly in the face, instantly sending them crashing through the metal walls like broken dolls.
Their unconscious bodies disappeared into the burning corridor.
Mary’s eyes widened slightly.
Two men now stood before her.
One possessed long black hair and glowing crimson eyes, while the other wore damaged silver armor covered in blood from countless battles.
Dalmon.
Lucas.
Two elite Viltrumite warriors who had secretly opposed Thragg’s rule for years.
Mary stared at them in disbelief.
“You two…” she muttered weakly.
“Why did you come here?”
Dalmon immediately walked toward her while carefully scanning the area.
“Sorry, Mary,” he replied seriously, “but we didn’t have a choice.”
Lucas nodded grimly.
“If we leave you here, Thragg will either kill you… or torture the Codex’s location out of you.”
Without wasting another second, Dalmon grabbed the glowing restraints around her wrists.
CRACK!
Using his monstrous strength, he shattered the chains instantly.
The restraints around her legs broke apart moments later.
The moment the chains disappeared, Mary nearly collapsed from exhaustion, but Lucas quickly caught her before she hit the floor.
Her body trembled violently.
Her breathing had become weak and uneven.
Lucas frowned deeply after sensing her condition.
“Mary…” he muttered.
“What happened to you?”
Mary slowly looked at him before giving a bitter smile.
“You both should leave me behind,” she whispered weakly.
Dalmon’s eyes narrowed.
“What are you talking about?”
Mary closed her eyes briefly before replying,
“Thragg injected me with the V-Virus.”
Silence.
Both men froze instantly.
Lucas looked horrified.
“No…”
Mary slowly nodded.
“The virus has already begun destroying my body.
My powers are fading more and more every minute.”
Hearing this, Lucas clenched his fists tightly.
Anger flashed through his eyes.
“How could Thragg do this to you?!” he roared furiously.
The walls around them trembled slightly from his rage.
“You and Thragg are the last two ancient Viltrumites left alive!”
Dalmon’s expression darkened heavily.
The current Viltrumite Empire was nothing like it once had been.
The pureblood ancient Viltrumites had all disappeared long ago during endless wars and internal conflicts.
Only Mary and Thragg remained.
The rest of the current Viltrumites were descendants.
Powerful descendants, yes.
But still incomplete compared to the original ancient bloodline.
Lucas stared at Mary in disbelief.
“You are the only person left besides Thragg who can naturally preserve the pure ancient bloodline,” he said angrily.
“Did he truly go this insane?”
Mary gave a weak laugh filled with sadness.
“Yes… he did.”
She suddenly coughed violently.
Blood splattered onto the floor.
Lucas and Dalmon immediately looked alarmed.
Mary slowly wiped the blood from her lips before continuing.
“That is why I said I can no longer accompany you.”
Her voice had become noticeably weaker now.
“The poison has already spread throughout most of my body.
My strength… my flight… even my regeneration…” she paused painfully, “…they are disappearing.”
For the first time, fear appeared in Dalmon’s eyes.
Ancient Viltrumites were considered nearly immortal.
Yet Thragg had somehow found a way to destroy even them.
Mary slowly placed one hand on Lucas’ shoulder and the other on Dalmon’s arm.
“There are only twenty Viltrumites left who secretly oppose Thragg,” she said quietly.
“The rest blindly follow him.”
She lowered her gaze sadly.
“Our race is dying.”
The words hit both men heavily.
Mary continued speaking softly.
“I want you two to take me somewhere far away.
A distant world… somewhere hidden from the universe.”
Lucas immediately shook his head.
“No.
We’ll find a cure.”
“There is no cure,” Mary interrupted calmly.
Another cough escaped her lips.
More blood stained her hand.
“The poison will kill me sooner or later.”
Silence filled the room once again.
Outside, explosions continued shaking the ship violently.
BOOOOM!!!
The ceiling cracked apart as flames spread closer toward the prison chamber.
Mary slowly straightened herself despite her weakened condition.
“As for the Codex…” she said quietly.
Her eyes suddenly hardened with determination.
“Don’t worry.”
A faint glow briefly appeared beneath her chest, hidden deep within her body.
“I will take its location with me to hell.”
Lucas lowered his head silently.
Dalmon clenched his jaw in frustration.
Neither of them knew what to say.
Mary then slowly turned toward the burning corridor ahead.
“Let’s go,” she said weakly.
“We don’t have time to waste.”
The three of them immediately began moving through the destroyed hallways while alarms continued echoing across the collapsing ship.
Around them, terrified soldiers ran in every direction.
Some fought unknown invaders.
Others simply tried to survive.
The once-invincible Viltrumite battleship had descended into complete destruction.
Meanwhile, far deeper within the ship—
Thragg stood amidst dozens of dead bodies.
Blood covered his fists.
His cold eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously as he sensed something.
Then—
His expression changed.
Mary was gone.
For a brief moment, silence surrounded him.
Then—
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
An overwhelming shockwave erupted from his body as pure rage exploded throughout the corridor.
Every nearby soldier was blown away instantly.
“MAAAARYYYYYY!!!”
His furious roar echoed throughout the entire battleship like the wrath of an enraged god.
Inside a heavily damaged escape pod, Mary, Lucas, and Dalmon shot away from the burning Viltrumite battleship at incredible speed.
Behind them, the gigantic warship continued exploding endlessly.
BOOM!
BOOOOM!!
Massive flames consumed entire sections of the vessel while smaller ships crashed into one another in complete chaos.
The once-invincible flagship of the Viltrumite Empire was slowly collapsing in the darkness of space.
Inside the escape pod, silence filled the atmosphere.
The only sounds that could be heard were warning alarms and Mary’s weak breathing.
Lucas sat near the control panel while Dalmon monitored the scanners carefully.
Both men remained tense, knowing one terrifying truth.
Thragg would never stop chasing them.
Especially not after Mary escaped.
After nearly half a day of nonstop travel through deep space, the escape pod finally entered a hidden region located far beyond ordinary travel routes.
A massive asteroid field surrounded the area, hiding countless secret bases and abandoned stations from outside detection.
At the center of the hidden region floated a gigantic black warship.
It was old.
Damaged.
But powerful.
This was one of the final hidden bases belonging to the resistance Viltrumites who opposed Thragg’s rule.
The moment the escape pod approached the station, several hidden defense cannons activated briefly before immediately shutting down after recognizing their identities.
The pod slowly landed inside the docking bay.
HISSSSS!
Steam escaped as the doors opened.
Several Viltrumites quickly rushed toward them.
The moment they saw Mary’s condition, their expressions changed drastically.
“Lady Mary!”
“What happened to her?!”
“Who did this?!”
Mary slowly stepped out of the pod while supporting herself against the wall.
Her face had become noticeably paler now, and her movements were slower than before.
Still, despite her condition, her eyes remained calm.
Looking at everyone present, she spoke in a weak but firm voice.
“We do not have much time.”
The entire docking bay became silent instantly.
“Thragg will come after us soon.”
Hearing her words, everyone’s expressions turned serious.
Lucas immediately stepped forward.
“Prepare the fleet,” he ordered coldly.
“We are abandoning this entire sector immediately.”
Dalmon also began issuing commands.
“Destroy all remaining traces of this base.”
“Erase navigation data.”
“Leave nothing behind.”
The remaining Viltrumites quickly moved into action without hesitation.
Within minutes, alarms spread throughout the hidden base as everyone began evacuating.
Soon afterward, the gigantic warship activated its engines.
BOOOOOOM!!!
Blue cosmic energy exploded behind the ship as it shot forward into deep space at unimaginable speed.
Hours passed.
Then days.
The enormous ship traveled farther and farther away from the territory controlled by Thragg.
Entire star systems disappeared behind them.
Galaxies themselves became distant lights.
Inside the ship, however, the atmosphere remained heavy.
Mary’s condition continued worsening rapidly.
The V-Virus was spreading faster than expected.
Her once nearly invincible body had begun breaking down from within.
Even standing had become difficult for her now.
Finally, after another full day of travel, the ship exited the boundaries of the galaxy entirely.
Outside the massive observation window, countless stars stretched endlessly across the universe like rivers of light.
Mary quietly stood before the glass while staring into the infinite darkness.
For a long moment, nobody spoke.
Then finally—
“I want both of you to promise me something.”
Lucas and Dalmon looked toward her immediately.
Mary slowly turned around.
Her silver hair moved gently as she spoke.
“I want my location to remain a secret.”
Both men froze slightly.
“What?” Lucas asked.
Mary gave a faint smile.
“I am leaving alone.”
Silence filled the room instantly.
Dalmon immediately shook his head.
“No.
Absolutely not.”
“You are dying,” Lucas added angrily.
“There is no way we are abandoning you now.”
Mary slowly closed her eyes.
“You still do not understand.”
Her voice had become softer now.
“If Thragg discovers where I am… he will come personally.”
The room became silent once again.
“And when he does,” Mary continued, “everyone near me will die.”
Neither Lucas nor Dalmon could deny her words.
Thragg’s obsession with the Codex had already surpassed reason.
He would destroy entire worlds to recover it.
Mary slowly looked back toward the stars.
“I wish to spend my remaining years peacefully,” she said quietly.
“Far away from war… far away from death.”
A painful cough escaped her lips.
Blood stained her hand once more.
“The V-Virus has already destroyed most of my powers.
I can feel my lifespan shortening every day.”
Lucas lowered his head silently.
Dalmon clenched his fists tightly in frustration.
They hated this.
But deep down…
They knew she was right.
Mary slowly turned toward them once again.
“Prepare a smaller ship for me,” she said calmly.
“One capable of long-distance travel.”
Neither man answered immediately.
But eventually…
Lucas nodded painfully.
“Understood.”
Several hours later, preparations were complete.
A small silver spacecraft now floated inside the docking chamber, fully supplied for independent travel.
The remaining resistance Viltrumites gathered silently nearby.
Many of them looked emotional.
Mary was not only one of the last ancient Viltrumites..
She was also the final symbol of what their race once used to be.
Kind.
Honorable.
Protective.
Everything Thragg was not.
Mary slowly walked toward the ship.
Before entering, she stopped briefly and looked back at everyone.
“Thank you,” she said softly.
Lucas stepped forward.
“If you ever need us—”
“You must not come searching for me,” Mary interrupted gently.
Dalmon lowered his gaze.
“…Will we ever see you again?”
For a brief moment, sadness appeared in Mary’s eyes.
Then she smiled faintly.
“Perhaps.”
Without another word, she entered the ship.
The hatch slowly closed behind her.
Moments later—
BOOOOOOM!!!
The small spacecraft launched away from the larger vessel and disappeared into the endless sea of stars.
Inside her ship, Mary sat silently while staring at the navigation screen.
Her body felt weaker with every passing hour.
Still…
For the first time in centuries…
She felt free.
Days passed quietly as she traveled alone through deep space.
Far away from wars.
Far away from Thragg.
Far away from the dying Viltrumite Empire.
Finally, after several days of travel, her ship arrived near a small solar system containing a beautiful blue planet.
Mary slowly looked through the front window.
The moment her eyes landed upon the planet…
They widened slightly.
A faint sparkle appeared within them.
The world below was breathtaking.
Vast blue oceans covered most of its surface.
White clouds drifted peacefully through the atmosphere.
Green lands stretched beautifully across the planet.
Unlike countless worlds destroyed by war…
This planet felt alive.
Peaceful.
Pure.
Mary quietly stared at it for several moments before whispering softly,
“So beautiful…”
The ship’s computer suddenly identified the planet.
EARTH.
Mary closed her eyes briefly before giving a faint smile.
Perhaps…
This lonely little planet at the edge of the universe…
Would become the place where she spent the final years of her life.
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Chapter End.