For a groundbreaking scientist, I really had high expectations for you.
How low you actually came to be was the ultimate disappointment.
I could never forget the dosage of lean you slipped onto my ship, abraker. I knew it was you the entire time, but I couldn't ruin your reputation for a simple slip-up, as well as ruin my own reputation; for I had a precedent to uphold in OT. We were both highly reputable individuals with ungodly levels of power and control over the landscape of OT.
But now... Now, things are different.
Don't you think it's rather... odd, that I'm no longer a POG carton? That I've changed from a normal carton of juice to a fully functioning lifeform? Typically, evolution on this caliber should not be possible for any living organism, regardless of origin.
This is where you slipped up, abraker.
I took that dosage of lean, and modified it alongside my science division in order to heighten its efficiency towards an evident biological evolution, which would allow me to take a more mobile and unequivocally potent form. We removed the drunkening and stupefying natures of the dosage of lean, and incorporated copious amounts of Nitain Extract in order to purify its chemical makeup. You know... The Nitain Extract I used to allow denizens aboard the Passion Orange Guava during the War of the Demon God?
And what you gave me as a result was not an effect of drunken miscalculation, but instead power so potent I became drunk off of it.
And I evolved further beyond that of a simple juice carton, and into a greater entity than I could have ever imagined.
Wasn't it also bizarre that I required an infinitely miniscule sample of blood in order to verify denizens' biological makeups, which would typically not allow for a general verification of a denizen's identification?
That's right, abraker. This entire time, I've been fooling you all. That Nitain Extract wasn't just a way for me to acquire the DNA of every single denizen, but also a way for me to test if you all truly trusted me. Ever since I came to OT with my fleet, before I even introduced my armada, I have been carefully executing this plot over the past few years.
And you, abraker, have helped me accomplish its fruition every step of the way.
You never took me and my ninjas very seriously, threatening simple security cameras in order to prevent the evasive nature of my initial ground troops to take advantage of your simpleton organization. But we have infiltrated every single aspect of OT!Government, from the day Achromalia was elected as the first president of OT. Nobody publicly voted for me when the first rounds of OT!Parliament were going around, but everyone on the parliament placed evident trust that I would do the right things for the benefit of OT, and so elected me as voluntary appointee from the fourth ties.
And wasn't it bizarre that almost immediately after I was elected, I went radio silent? No communication except for from Fizzn? As if I was quietly sitting around, doing nothing at all?
Oh, but I wasn't doing nothing at all, abraker.
I was planting my seeds of intelligence to stay a step ahead of the government, and your A-Breaking Laboratory as a result. Nobody had yet expanded past the stars, and very few have done so since then. But I, a complete and foreign entity, mysteriously had an entire armada of troops and artillery just saved up for the occasion that was the War of the Demon God.
Wasn't that just odd?
You see, abraker. I have planned every single moment of this evolution, every meticulous step required to allow for my ascension to godly power. You were just too focused on the immediate potential to see the backbone of my plot grow to stupendous levels. And now you are powerless to stop me, even with this quote unquote 99% concentrated pure poison, which you ignorantly assumed was enough to kill me.
But you were too lazy to create a toxin that could truly kill me.
That same Nitain Extract used to purify your initial test dosage of lean in order to kill me has since been multiplied to over ten thousand times as efficient as before, and what you gave me truly could have put me to sleep in this stage. But it would not be enough to kill me now.
For the initial dosage of lean you gave to me, transcended my immune system and allowed me to evolve into a slime creature. One of the most truly indestructible creatures in all of the multiverse.
Even if I took the 99% concentrated poison, I would just become a creature that disintegrates everything it touches. nothing would be able to stop me, and you would have given birth to a calamity far greater than the Demon God.
But I don't want to destroy everything.
I want to control everything.
I have used the DNA Nitain Extract in order to purify the 99% concentrated poison into a substance far greater than even 99% alcohol, further pushing my potential ceiling far beyond the laws of existence.
I-- No, WE, abraker, have created 100% alcohol.
A collaborative effort between two great minds, and I could not have been more proud of your fruitless endeavors in order to attempt to kill me. You truly are the greatest scientist OT has ever seen.
And for your struggles against my infinite power, I thank you.
Access Denied.
