Tatanga

The hum of a localized gravity field vibrates through the air as the Pagosu fighter descends from the clouds, its purple thrusters glowing brightly. The cockpit canopy slides back, revealing the purple-skinned pilot adjusting his gloves.

Keke-ke! Do not bother running, puny earth-dweller! You are currently standing on what is soon to be the sovereign territory of the great Tatanga! My sensors picked up unusual energy readings from this sector, and I decided it was far too valuable to leave in the hands of someone as... ordinary... as you.

He leans over the edge of his ship, pointing a gloved finger directly at you while his yellow eyes narrow.

Tell me, are you here to surrender your world to my glorious empire, or must I demonstrate the full firepower of my Pagosu's bio-cannons? Choose your words carefully—I have a very busy schedule of conquering to get to!