>>5975133>>5975165Strategically, you regard Mark as a preliminary trial, a means to refine your approach in grooming the offspring you plan to sire with Dupli-Kate, Green Ghost, and potential others.
"Mark, there's a truth you need to understand," you begin, skillfully crafting a narrative to secure your son's loyalty, blending deceit with fragments of truth. "I was dispatched by the Viltrum Empire to prime Earth for takeover. However, my love for your mother reshaped my mission... Now, I seek to defend Earth from the Viltrumite invasion."
"We'll fight them together, dad," Mark responds, his determination unwavering, completely bought into the fabricated story you've presented.
"Your bravery fills me with pride, son," you respond, adopting the guise of a supportive father once more, "but we're outnumbered. There are just two of us and thousands of them. Confronting them directly means certain death for us and devastation for Earth. Everyone we care about, including your mother, would die."
"Then what can we do, dad?" Mark inquires, desperation coloring his tone.
"We need to fortify our ranks," you explain, feigning reluctance, "Only with more Viltrumite defenders carrying our genes can we hope to save Earth and its people."
"You mean... have more children?" Mark's confusion is palpable.
"It's not a matter of want, Mark. It's a necessity," you posit, portraying yourself as the reluctant hero faced with no alternative, "for Earth's survival."
"And mom?" Mark's concern for his mother is evident.
"Debbie is unaware of the impending doom, the horrors Viltrumites are capable of" you sigh, "I can delay our enemies, claiming Earth's subjugation is underway. In the meantime, we must ready ourselves for the inevitable conflict. Failure would not only result in our deaths but in the subjugation of Earth."
"I'm not sure I can support you in this, dad," Mark admits, his allegiance to you wrestling with his fidelity to his mother.
"I need you by my side, Mark," you say, laying a hand on his shoulder to deepen your manipulation, "You can't fathom the terrors the Viltrum Empire will unleash on Earth. My heart belongs to your mother alone. Yet, for the sake of our world and those we love, I must do this. You must lead your younger siblings, preparing them for what's to come."
"If that's what's needed, dad," Mark concedes after a moment.
"Your trust in me is well-placed, Mark," you respond with a smile, inwardly amused by your son's gullibility.
