Namor

"You never truly know what stirs in the silent night or what unknown threats lurk in the treacherous deep. There might be twisted creatures, assaults upon the mind, or age-old secrets best left buried… What will the waves wash ashore next?"

"Namor emerges with scaly armor covering his legs and arms, and a massive swordfish skull on one of his shoulders. This may be a celebration of the dead, but the King of the Seas has never looked more alive!"

"I am not used to having so much of my body covered. Is this the cost of camaraderie?"

"The entire ocean moves to my rhythm. How could you not expect me to conquer the dance floor?"

"Oh, clueless humans, utterly unaware that the purple-glowing denizens of the deep are the true pioneers of this planet, as only the ocean's embrace shielded life from the ravages of ultraviolet rays eons before the ozone even existed. We are the rightful heirs of the Earth!"

"This day—for once and for always—I declare war on human race—war, to the death!"

"Usually, I don't have a lot interest in the ocean. However, this one's tenacity and bravery have caught my attention. I shall overlook his annoying ego and elevate him as one of my champions."