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In the ensuing years, you meticulously plant the seeds for your army. Employing a blend of seduction, coercion, and outright threats, you secure the means to achieve your ends.
Your first significant move involves Dupli-Kate, whom you manipulate into producing a hundred clones, each becoming your mistress and a mother to your children. Within a single year, you father a hundred new soldiers, each embodying the potential for unparalleled Viltrumite strength while being completely loyal to you.
Green Ghost follows, birthing a mixed-race daughter who inherits both your indomitable strength and Alana's elusive stealth, shaping her into an ideal future assassin.
Shrinking Rae, a young superheroine with the capacity to alter her size, becomes another womb for your ambitions. You persuasively argue that her contribution to Earth's safety lies not just in her heroics, but in bearing your child. "This is essential for the future of our world, Rachel," you tell her after another productive breeding session.
War Woman, too, falls under your influence, her compliance secured through the threat against her lesbian lover, Connie. In a further display of your dominance, you ensure Connie also carries your child. This act isn't motivated by any strategic genetic advantage but simply because you possess the power to do so.
Beyond these A-list heroines, you extend your reach to lesser-known heroines: Bug-Eye, Pangea, Shrapnel, Throwbolt. To them, you offer a backhanded compliment, suggesting that while they may be mediocre heroes, their offspring, infused with your Viltrumite DNA, will rise as Earth's guardians. "You may only be B-listers, but take pride," you assert, "Your children will inherit the might to safeguard this planet."
