I mean, it's not exactly an easy job. And there's a lot of guilt there, sometimes. Your brother, for example. You can't always blame them.
You had Vegas? Now I'm jealous.
I won't ask how that first encounter went down. Probably best to start fresh.
Me? I was born on Earth- what you call Midgard. There was an accident. I ended up in space shortly after the Kree kidnapped me and used me- really don't want to get into that one. Anyway, I managed to escape that situation and vowed I'd do whatever I could to stop them and make the universe a little bit safer for the little guy.
Before I was here I was on my way to deal with a giant space mollusk. And yeah, you read that right.