Your family was born into power. That alone made you a rare person in the universe.
Your father was one of the few people that know what earth was like. He said it was an amazing place.
Then your mom destroyed it.
In the year 2999 the earth was gifted with the visit of aliens.
Not those dumb fucking green stupid headed aliens those humans think.
They look fine. You would know.
You are one.
Your race was named by an alternate version of yourself that comes from the first universe. That may mean that you are not real but you do not really give a flying fuck.
To prove that you don't care you're not going to even name your race. So take that me.
However, let's get back to the story.
Your mother is the queen.
She went to earth in order to find a different race to fuck.
That is the reason.
Your mother fucks.
That is her Job.
FUCKING.
Then she met your father.
A person named…
Ummmmm…
Dammit you forgot.
Whatever.
She met your father and fucked him.
But it turns out humans can do a weird thing with their dicks.
They impregnate.
Mom had no fucking clue what that was and dad had to teach her.
Then she had twins.
You and your BITCH SISTER.
Now your race is already powerful as fuck and can kill anytime of the day. That is a fact. But when mom had us we were on whole new levels of power.
Then mom had the coolest idea ever.
Our race had been able to go from universe to universe for years.
Now we had the power to take over those universes.
So when you were 13 you had your first mission.
Blow up earth with your mother.
Your bitch sister said no. She believed in good people and shit like that.
You did not really care.
Earth was destroyed.
Then that made your dad angry.
Your sister fought you.
She cut your eye out with that shitty sword she likes.
Then your dad and her left to find a new race to exact revenge.
Fast forward.
Now you're telling your maid about how you hate her.
And boy do you have a lot to say.
