"Help!"
"Help!"
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
"You are not qualified to decide our life and death, no!"
Three months later, in the universe, the Centaurus Galaxy cluster, Karma Planet. The peace and tranquility of this long-isolated planet were forcibly shattered today by an army from Chitauri Prime.
The roaring artillery fire and the fearless Chitauri soldiers caused the planet's defense system to crumble. Under The Other's command, the Chitauri, with no concept of retreat in their minds, used endless human wave tactics to instill a sliver of fear in the hearts of the typically fierce Karma Planet inhabitants.
"Everyone be quiet, or you won't even have half your population survive!"
After assembling the army that would set foot on Karma Planet, The Other glared fiercely at the Karma Planet inhabitants, most of whom were over two meters tall, a bloodthirsty smile contorting his lips.
Some still cursed in low voices, others wept with downcast eyes, but not a single one stepped forward to surrender.
War could be lost, but the spirit of Karma Planet could not be broken. This was a belief deeply ingrained in the very bones of every Karma Planet inhabitant, unshakeable by anyone.
"Who exactly are you?"
An elder from the Karma Planet Senate, looking at these invaders whose average height was less than that of the young men of Karma Planet, buried his hatred deep within and asked in a low voice.
They were still completely bewildered.
They were still contemplating how to ensure the future recycling of certain planetary resources when these grim-faced, slender invaders, accompanied by a massive cosmic fleet, surrounded their planet.
This was utterly inexplicable. Could they have encountered legendary space pirates?
If they were indeed space pirates, it would be quite troublesome.
The elders of the Senate exchanged glances, a sense of helplessness settling upon them. Who could they blame when their skills were inferior?
Their weaponry and equipment were no match for these invaders. They had no way to cope with the sheer firepower suppression, let alone the fact that the Chitauri knew no fear. Their ability to self-destruct physically was enough to strike terror into the hearts of the Karma Planet inhabitants, who had not experienced cosmic warfare for generations.
"We are the Chitauri from Chitauri Prime, subordinates of the great Son of Titan, Beckett."
Upon hearing this, The Other slowly paced towards a Karma Planet elder in a decision-making position, revealing his chillingly terrifying teeth with a smile:
"Our mission is to save planets within this universe."
"And you are the first chosen recipients of our salvation."
"This is your honor."
"Hah, spit!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, a glob of spit landed on The Other's face.
The automatic cleaning system of his technological armor activated, quickly sweeping away the dust on The Other's face, but it could not sweep away the surging anger and humiliation within him.
As the Grand Marshal of the Chitauri army, when had he ever suffered such indignity in his life?
"Do you see this coin clearly? If the heads side is up, you live; if the tails side is up, you die."
The Other, who had the coin on him, was about to cheat using his abilities when the sound of a battleship landing suddenly echoed from above.
Looking up, Beckett's flagship was already in sight.
At that moment, The Other could no longer bother with the game of chance.
Without a word, he knelt on one knee, leaning forward. He placed his right hand on his left shoulder, his expression one of utmost reverence, and chanted with fervent passion:
"Great Descendant of Titan, Lord of Chitauri Prime, revered Son of Thanos, Thanos, Beckett!"
"This crowded planet will finally be liberated and redeemed under your hand!"
Beckett, clad in silver armor, descended from his flagship. Amidst The Other's fawning celebration, he slowly walked before all the Karma Planet inhabitants in the square.
His icy gaze sent an inexplicable chill through all the Karma Planet inhabitants who met his eyes. They all lowered their heads, daring not to meet Beckett's gaze, not even for a second.
"Are all the people under control?"
"They are completely under our control, Your Highness Beckett." The Other, rising from the ground, respectfully reported his achievements to Beckett.
Thanks to the Chitauri's unique semi-mechanical, semi-biological physical structure, The Other only needed a thought to know the status of all the Chitauri soldiers on the planet.
And based on the feedback received so far, everything was proceeding as anticipated.
"Begin."
Glancing at the two groups of Karma Planet inhabitants who had already been randomly categorized, Beckett turned his back, and just like his adoptive father, Thanos, back in the day, he waved his hand, initiating the "planetary salvation."
Anger and wails, screams and despair instantly became the main melody in the vast square, lingering in the azure sky of Karma Planet for a long time.
"No!!!"
"Stop!!!"
"You executioners!!!!"
Countless expressions of rage born from grief, mixed with universally understood curses, entered Beckett's ears.
Beckett turned around, facing the square now littered with corpses. This was merely the tip of the iceberg of Karma Planet's tragic state. Any Karma Planet inhabitant who had been randomly chosen for the death side had not escaped the judgment of death.
"This is what you call salvation?!"
"What a joke!!!"
After the mission, the Karma Planet inhabitants, no longer bound by the Chitauri soldiers, cradled their deceased loved ones and glared up at Beckett on the steps.
What's more, driven by extreme anger, they completely shed their fear of Beckett's cold gaze and charged straight at him!
"You executioners!!!"
A furious iron fist slammed towards Beckett's stern face. He didn't dodge or evade. He simply raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and the enraged fist could advance no further!
"Look at the dead on this planet! Look at the buildings you've destroyed!"
"Salvation, salvation, tell me, what exactly have you saved?!"
"The future of your planet," Beckett said expressionlessly.
He had seen this expression many times when he was still following Thanos. But in the end, these people would accept the pain, bury the past, and finally lead their planet onto a new path of development.
"Future?"
"What if those killed by you were the future of our planet?!"
"Who do you think you are?! Some high and mighty god?! No, you are nothing! You are just brutal butchers, self-righteous abusers!"
"Our future should be in our own hands, not in the hands of you self-righteous butchers!"
"You can never, ever replace the rules—ugh…"
The angry questioning abruptly stopped as a scarlet tail pierced through the chest of the Karma Planet inhabitant directly in front of Beckett.
"A defeated dog's whines, so verbose."
The tail flung the Karma Planet inhabitant's corpse down the steps. Beckett's cold gaze swept over the crowd, who instantly fell silent, and he turned to leave.
He didn't care about saving anything. This was his adoptive father's ideal, and he was helping his adoptive father realize it. After all, Beckett currently saw no hope of realizing his own ideals.
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