I was made Grand Regent of Viltrum to lead our people from darkness and ensure the future of our race. It has not been easy. There are 37 of us left. Barely a whisper of who we once were. But still more than enough to tear this planet in half. It would be fair repayment for the many offenses you have given us. You took our home, so our home is now here. Let me explain your future to you. We will live among you. Wear your clothes. Walk your streets. We will disappear within your society. Your people will never know we are here. But they will save us, nonetheless, as we use them to birth our salvation. Any attempt to find us, to remove us, to thwart us, by you or the Coalition of Planets, will result in the death of billions and a less pleasant form of life for the survivors. Either way, we will rebuild our race.[to Mark]