VISSER THREE/ALLORAN-SEMITUR-CORASS

I am Esplin-Nine-Four-Double-Six Primary, but you may call me Visser Three.  If you know what I am, then by now, you are one of us–by choice or not.  Your life is in our hands, your memories belong to us, and we will use you to take this weak world with its many weak and primitive inhabitants.  And your body will be one of many used to help us finally defeat the Andalite scourge.

I saw what was left of the Andalite Dome ship burning in the atmosphere of this planet.  The remnants of their failure to save your pitiful little world.  I had the pleasure of giving the orders that would obliterate that ship.  And now our people are, shall we say...

Picking up the pieces?

And now I have tracked the last one.  Infestation or death awaits this brave warrior.

I am Alloran-Semitur-Corass. I was once a War-Prince, but now I am a slave within my own body. I am an Andalite-Controller, the only one; I am the Abomination. I am forced to watch as he kills my kind, as he has several races infested, their culture destroyed.

My hearts ache for my family. My brother, Arbat; my children. My wife, Jahar – I barely remember what it is like to lift up my hand, to reach to her, to gently kiss her cheek.

We ignore each other, mostly. But tonight, it is different. Tonight, he gloats, as what once were considered my cousins are slaughtered...