"Now every nobody thinks they can rule the universe."
"Is the wind in the Viltrumite Empire too loud, or can they just not hear us? Where did this stray mutt crawl out from?"
"Everyone's been living peacefully for so many years, and now they want to unify the universe? Isn't that ridiculous?"
Sparta held the report Craig had just handed him, his face scrunched into a knot.
He first examined the writing in the document, then turned it over to look at the back, suspecting it might be a fake—something Craig had made up himself.
The universe was vast, with more alien races and civilizations than anyone could count. With numbers like that, there really was no end to the oddballs out there.
What a gathering of heroes. So many great champions crowding onto the stage, and now another remarkable contender had appeared.
The world had never lacked "ambitious men."
The Viltrumite Empire had gone so long without expanding its territory that people from other civilizations now thought they had what it took. They were expanding wildly across the universe, launching one conquest and military campaign after another.
Sparta gently set the document on the desk and rubbed between his brows, impatience written all over his face.
"Craig, are you sure you didn't make this up?"
"I've never even heard of this two-bit civilization. How could they possibly put out such arrogant propaganda about unifying the universe?"
"Or has our Viltrumite Empire really reached the brink of collapse, so these newly risen powers think they can take a few kicks at us whenever they please?"
A third-rate power he had never even heard of actually wanted to unify the entire universe.
That was something even they had never accomplished, let alone any other civilization.
Craig poured himself a glass of