>>5914471>>5914635>>5914667>>5914685After neutralizing Robot, you spend time with Debbie, embodying the role of a devoted husband once again, whisking her away to Paris for a date wrapped in romance. She gazes at you, her eyes alight with love, believing in a shared bond of equality and affection, unaware that to you, she's no more significant than a pet. Yet, you never let the mask slip, playing the role of Nolan Grayson, the loving husband to perfection.
During a moment of quiet contentment, Debbie, her voice laced with a blend of contentment and a hint of sorrow, asks, "Why don't we spend as much time together as we used to, Nolan?"
You craft a lie with ease, blaming your superhero duties, "I'm sorry, with The Immortal and Red Rush gone, my duties as a hero have doubled, demanding more of my time. Even though there's nothing I desire more than to be with you, my love."
Debbie accepts your explanation, her concern for your well-being evident, "Please be cautious, Nolan. The one who targeted The Immortal and Red Rush might target you next."
You assure her with the facade of a self-sacrificing hero and loving partner, "I promise I'll be careful. You have nothing to worry about."
Inwardly, you smirk at the irony, if only Debbie knew of your secret affair with Dupli-Kate. Just yesterday, around this time, you were in bed with three of her clones, using their naked bodies for your pleasure, their fertile wombs as repositories for your sperm. Dupli-Kate was younger and more naive than Debbie, and you were genuinely enjoying grooming her to be your obedient and submissive pet.
Reflecting on your past actions, you lament not having embraced this strategy sooner. Dupli-Kate is just the beginning. You plan to sire more children with Earth women, to raise an army of loyal and formidable heirs to eventually overthrow Thragg and ascend as the undisputed sovereign of the Viltrum Empire. But such grand ambitions are for the future.
For now, the immediate necessity is to uphold your disguise, playing the part of the loving husband to Debbie. Yet, even as you spend time with her, your thoughts wander to potential candidates, pondering who among Earth's populace will be the next to bear your children
>>Who comes to your mind?>War Woman, with her superhuman strength and her magical mace, intrigues you. An earthling, yet powerful. She's almost worthy, in her own pitiful way. >Atom Eve, whom Mark is clearly drawn to. His timidity in pursuing her is contemptible. You contemplate the idea of claiming her yourself, demonstrating to Mark the assertiveness of a true Viltrumite.>Olga, the grieving widow of Red Rush. Seducing her during her vulnerability and siring children from the widow of a man you killed should be amusing.>Green Ghost, with her ability to phase through matter, offers a unique genetic trait. But first, her husband must die.>Amber Bennet, by claiming Mark's high school girlfriend for yourself, you can teach him the harsh cost of his weakness. 