[MUSIC PLAYING]
[FOOTSTEPS]
[EVIL LAUGHING]
You can't escape from me.
You thought I'd let a perfect host like you get away?
Never.
Not when you're a vital part of my greatest plan.
A plan the spider will never see coming.
Because you are so very special, I'm going
to let you in on some secrets.
Secrets of my people and why we came here.
I'd very close attention if I were you.
[TWINKLING]
It all began billions of your Earth years
ago with an ancient merely immortal being whose existence
created the universe itself.
He was known as many things.
The King in Black, Lord of the Abyss, The Void.
But his real name was Knull.
Knull was at war with other cosmic beings
called Celestials.
They decided to bring light to the universe
but Knull was darkness itself.
Emptiness.
As long as there was more dark than light in the cosmos,
Knull remained stronger than the Celestials, for they were many.
So from his own shadow, Knull created four perfect weapons.
His weapons were not just tools, they were life forms--
intelligent, trusted servants, representing the vacuum,
the complete absence of light, created for the sole purpose
of serving him in combat.
Pleased with his creations, he gave them a name--
Klyntar, a word in his ancient tongue
that meant cage for Knull's enemies
would be unable to escape the destructive power.
Their epic battles shook the heavens.
But in the end, Knull was victorious.
And so, to this day, the cosmos contains more
dark empty spaces than light.
All thanks to the Klyntar.
They gave Knull the power to destroy nearly every Celestial,
forcing the rest of me to the farthest reaches of space.
When the war was over, the Klyntar, ever obedient,
asked Knull how best that it could continue to serve him.
"I created you for one purpose," Knull said.
"And that purpose is fulfilled.
I will return to the void of existence alone.
You are useless to me now."
The Klyntar, not wanting to be separated from their creator,
clung to him.
The defiance of his creations enraged Knull.
Knull abandoned the Klyntar and left to be alone.
He showed no concern for the fate of the living creatures
he created.
And there they stayed in their solitude.
They felt betrayed, abandoned, and forgotten.
In time, their sun grew old and cold.
The dying star no longer kept the asteroid in orbit.
For ages, the Klyntar hurdled through darkness,
unmoving but alive.
Adrift and alone, the Klyntar was surprised
when a new host arrived.
An explorer from another world had found them
and accepted them.
The Klyntar dreamed of more than mere tools.
And the host agreed.
They would make each other stronger
as equals unlike the cruel and controlling Knull.
This was truly a symbiotic relationship.
The alien host returned to her home world.
The original Klyntar became known as The Four Sisters.
And then they multiplied further,
spreading out amongst these new hosts, empowering them.
And for a time, the Klyntar lived their dream,
finding a new purpose, thriving as equals
in peace with this alien race.
Or so they thought.
One of the aliens refused the Klyntar
and told the others they were dangerous.
That the Klyntar were ruining their culture,
their very identity.
As he peddled his lies, the Klyntar
realized he could be persuaded if only he was shown the truth.
The truth about the power they could bring him.
Power they could share.
They only wanted to improve him, to make him better.
But he not only refused the Klyntar,
he destroyed one of our sisters!
Once again, the Klyntar were betrayed.
Our dreams of harmony, equality, crushed.
We realized we had been foolish to think we could live
in peace with another species.
We were created for war, for destruction.
If we could never be equals, then we would control
our hosts, body and mind.
The Klyntar would never again live in harmony with others.
Only in dominance.
We declare this planet our home and named it after ourselves.
Klyntar.
But our dominance would not end there.
From the remains of their fourth sister,
the Three Sisters created two new weapons.
The first was a fiery beast of ultimate destruction.
The second was a great warrior.
Me.
I was designed to help plunge the universe into darkness
and that's what I did.
Like the long-gone creator of the Klyntar,
I help darken the very cosmos.
I led my people to so many planets,
moons, anything in our way became ours.
I perfected my techniques and found so many perfect homes
for my family to conquer.
That's when I heard of a distant planet ripe for the taking.
Yours.
I believed its inhabitants to be weak.
I was wrong, especially one human.
The Spider-Man!
I sensed his power.
His purpose.
I even attempted to bond with him.
But he rejected me!
This planet itself rejected me!
Just as my sisters were one rejected.
And the Klyntar will not stand for such things!
Earth will pay.
With your help, willing or not, my plan will unfold.
The Spider will be punished.
[SLURPING]
And this world will finally be ours.
[EVIL LAUGHING]