The Man Who Chose a Family(a fanfiction)
The small countryside house sat on a hill surrounded by flowers.
Its owner was an elderly man with gray hair, a weathered face, and gentle eyes.
To the neighbors, he was simply Mr. Carl Connor, a retired widower who loved gardening, fixing broken radios, and feeding stray cats.
No one knew that, decades ago, he had been Conquest—once one of the most feared Viltrumites in existence.
After countless wars, endless bloodshed, and centuries of conquest, he had simply... walked away.
He disappeared into another universe, abandoned the Viltrum Empire, and decided to live as an ordinary man.
For the first time in his impossibly long life...
He felt lonely.
---
One rainy afternoon, he found a fiery blonde girl sitting at a bus stop.
Akita Neru hugged her knees.
"...Got nowhere to go?"
The old man asked gently.
She looked up suspiciously.
"What's it to you, old man?"
He simply smiled.
"I made stew."
"..."
"...What kind?"
"Beef."
"...Fine."
That was how Akita Neru became his first daughter.
---
A month later...
He visited a theme park.
A cheerful pink-haired girl bounced toward him.
"Hello!!"
Emu Otori somehow started talking to him after seeing him rescue a frightened child from a broken ride.
"You look lonely!"
"...Do I?"
"Mhm!"
She grinned.
"Then we're friends now!"
She practically adopted herself.
When she learned he lived alone, she declared,
"Nope! Families are supposed to laugh together!"
Soon enough...
She moved in.
---
The third daughter arrived from another world.
Haru Urara.
The eternally optimistic horse girl had gotten lost after chasing a butterfly through a dimensional portal.
"...Um..."
She bowed politely.
"I think I'm very, very lost."
Connor chuckled.
"I've been there."
After weeks of searching for a way home, they discovered the portal had become unstable.
Until it reopened...
She stayed.
Eventually...
She decided she wanted to stay permanently.
"I already have lots of friends."
She smiled warmly.
"But I only have one dad."
---
The fourth arrival literally crashed through the roof.
BOOM!
Metal debris scattered everywhere.
A robotic spider landed in the garden.
"Uh..."
A girl climbed out.
"...That wasn't supposed to happen."
Peni Parker looked around.
"...Definitely not New York."
Connor calmly handed her a cup of tea.
"You'll need this."
"...You're taking dimensional travel surprisingly well."
"I've seen stranger."
After repairing SP//dr together over several months, Connor officially adopted her too.
---
Life became peaceful.
Every morning...
Neru argued with Peni over who got the bathroom first.
Emu somehow convinced everyone breakfast tasted better if they shouted "Wonderhoy!"
Haru always helped water the flowers.
Connor quietly watched from the porch.
Smiling.
---
"Dad!"
Emu waved.
"Come play!"
"I've got old bones."
"You can still play!"
She grabbed his hand.
He laughed.
A genuine laugh.
One he hadn't made in centuries.
---
One evening...
The girls found an old locked chest.
Inside...
Was a battered Viltrumite uniform.
A cracked insignia.
And photographs of destroyed worlds.
Neru frowned.
"Dad..."
"...Who were you?"
Silence.
Connor sat down.
"I wasn't a good man."
The room became quiet.
"I conquered planets."
"I destroyed families."
"I believed strength was the only thing that mattered."
Peni looked horrified.
"You... really?"
He nodded.
"I cannot undo what I did."
"I can only choose who I become."
Haru slowly walked over.
"So..."
"...You're not that person anymore."
"No."
Connor looked at his hands.
"I buried him a long time ago."
Emu smiled.
"Good."
"...Because our dad is the nice old man who makes pancakes."
Everyone stared.
"...That's your conclusion?"
She nodded enthusiastically.
"Mhm!"
Neru rolled her eyes.
"...She's got a point."
Peni crossed her arms.
"If you were still that guy..."
"...you wouldn't have spent three hours helping me fix a servo."
Connor lowered his head.
"...Thank you."
---
Years passed.
The flowers bloomed every spring.
The house was always noisy.
Arguments over chores.
Movie nights.
Birthday parties.
School events.
Warm family dinners.
Connor sometimes caught himself smiling without realizing it.
One day, while sitting on the porch, he looked at the sunset.
"I spent centuries taking worlds..."
He glanced back through the window, where his daughters were laughing together.
"...and all I ever wanted..."
"...was a home."
From inside came Emu's voice.
"Daaad! Dinner's getting cold!"
Connor stood with a soft chuckle.
"I'm coming."
The former conqueror of worlds closed the door behind him—not on his past, but on a future he had finally earned.
The End.
