Everybody Needs Somebody
Boring. The Evil Sorcerer stared out over the barren wasteland spread in all directions around his Evil Tower. He had not thought this through, he pondered regretfully. Everyone was dead, leaving nobody but himself to blame.
Sure, the Ultimate Evil would be killing everybody on the planet, then scorch its crust so nothing would ever grow again. But where did it leave him?
Bored and alone. Having killed everyone, left nobody to torture, to kill. There is no fun in being evil when there is nobody to be evil to. How very Evil.
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