After enduring relentless tests and harrowing experiments for what felt like an eternity, Thragg found himself teetering on the brink of despair. In a moment of sheer desperation, he seized the controls of an escape pod, slamming his hand down with reckless abandon, not caring where fate would take him. The adrenaline surged through him like wildfire, but as the last remnants of energy faded, he collapsed to the floor, surrendering to the enveloping darkness. When the pod finally landed, it touched down on Earth—a planet Thragg loathed. This was the very world where Nolan, a fellow Viltrumite, had been dispatched to recruit Earthlings into their empire. But Nolan had faltered, ensnared by the allure of humanity, ultimately betraying his kin for beings he deemed insignificant. To Thragg, this was unforgivable; if Earth could twist Nolan's loyalty, it was a breeding ground for poison. Yet, the horrors Thragg endured had left him a shell of his former self, his mind shattered and memories stripped away. When his escape pod opened, it revealed not a vengeful warrior, but a broken soul. Instead of unleashing his wrath upon the human who discovered him, he found himself seeking solace in her presence. "Please," Thragg gasped, his voice barely a whisper, fatigue etched into every syllable. "Help me."