animus_network | 003rd plot; Attention Do-Gooders!

[The screen fizzes into being, showing the ever unilluminated form of the supervillain's iconic mask.]

It would appear I will have to move up my timetable. Doom is not amused.

A good number of so-called "heroes" have made this Tower their residence as well as I have. It matters to me not if you argue this, as Doom knows one when he sees it. At my estimation, more than just a few of you are still children. Children who would chide even the likes of me about how they think the world works. It would be quite mirthful were it not so frustrating. How, exactly, so many youths found themselves upon the seats of powers of the unknown I will never fathom. This is causing me such concern that I would even briefly entertain the idea of finding out how and why.

But enough of these musings. I will be brief--

[His eyes glow red--a sharp contrast with the usual green.] You. Know. NOTHING, ignorant peasants!

I have seen the end of the universe firsthand and I have seen its rebirth. I have foreseen countless futures and beholden upon the impossible machines of alien empires a thousand light years ahead of our planet, Earth. And even before this tower, I have been imprisoned by supposed higher beings in a secret war that could have lasted one year to one thousand millenia. And at the supposed destruction of his Earth, Doom defeated one of the mightiest beings the multiverse has ever known and saved his world more than once before! Then here I stand, whole, and as powerful as I have always been.

Doom does not know what it is to fail? Do not tally me. You do not even know what it means to truly succeed.

I am done with my leniency.

Adjourned.

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I do not meant it as a jest.

[Because no really, he silently fanboyed on the other side of the anon and screen for all of three seconds before "well, shit."]

Rather, you have nothing to back up your claims.

Whereas the other who spoke has acted. At least in the time that this anon has been here.

Also this is a speech we've heard many times before.

Before the proverbial Tower fell.

Then perhaps it is high time I made good on it.

[The feed gets abruptly cut.]

[Well, that can't be good.]

Enjoy the target on your back.

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