"Yes," he admits, taking a sip. "We are aware that there are other strains of our kind out there, though I admit we did not know how many." Gar-Oth seems to look as if he acquired a bad taste. "I assure you, young lady, we have as little love for the Kree as we do the Eternals. Both have wronged us in the past."
He takes a fuller drink. "After the Celestial departed from their experiment, the godlike Eternals felt it was their right to rule over the rest of us. The Kree outnumbered them, we had superior minds, but they had the power. In our infancy neither the Kree or ourselves could stop them. We were enslaved, the Kree as their fodder and my people lived as think-tanks to the Eternals' whims."
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