- August 8th, 2009
The beings of this world are data. Composed of ones and zeroes. Not truly organic, but part of a vast database that grants them operation and sentience.
And yet, this world is as chaotic and imperfect as the one I left.
Conclusion - it is clear that order must be brought to this world as well.
[locked to Brainiac Five]
Hello, Brainiac Five.
It appears that we are not yet done with one another. I suppose humans will consider it amusing - your defeat of me and transformation into an organic was nothing more than a means for me to escape the confines of your weak mental landscape, and for me to return to the material plane.
I look forward to showing you the error of your ways.