[ WP ] : You have taken over the world and created a perfect utopia . You decide the world can finally take care of itself and so you set out to deal with the last wrong only you can right : bringing to justice the dictator who conquered the world against its will .

`` Order.'' 
 
 I banged the gavel, the thud reverberating throughout the room, then there was silence. 
 
 `` Are all parties present?'' 
 
 `` Aye, milord. I represent the Crown.'' 
 
 `` Aye, milord. I represent the Accused.'' 
 
 I nodded, slowly, almost ponderously. The gravity of the trial did not escape me. This was to be the first- and only- exercise of justice in a world where that concept was meaningless. Utopia, one might call it, as one might call a cabin in a snowglobe. I spoke softly in the silence, my voice carrying through the alabaster arches. 
 
 `` Now, you stand accused of crimes against humanity. How do you plead?'' 
 
 `` Guilty, milord.'' 
 
 There was perhaps no surprise there. In the eyes of a dictator who had seen seven thousand years of absolute power, I could only find weariness, something Juvenil treatments could never cure. 
 
 `` Before I can allow you to plead guilty, you must understand that you have certain rights, and that you are giving them up willingly.'' 
 
 `` Yes, milord.'' 
 
 `` Do you understand that you have the right to a trial by jury?'' 
 
 `` Yes.'' 
 
 `` The right to be represented in court, to be treated as innocent until proven otherwise beyond reasonable doubt?'' 
 
 `` Yes, milord.'' 
 
 I let the gavel rest, and sat a little straighter. After all, pleading guilty was the very person who wrote the very laws that governed this trial. By those same laws, he had undergone the perfect memory implant procedure. This was a mere formality. 
 
 `` Very well. You understand that the charge before you, of having committed crimes against humanity, is of the gravest nature? Do you understand that you are assenting to having committed genocide, caused nuclear war, and ruled over a totalitarian regime which debased every single basic human right?'' 
 
 `` Yes.'' 
 
 `` Do you understand that, by pleading guilty to this charge, you are giving up your right to be represented in a trial?'' 
 
 `` Yes.'' 
 
 `` That you are giving up the right to the assumption of your innocence?'' 
 
 `` Yes, milord.'' 
 
 Our of habit, my fingers flicked the codex of laws to the appropriate page. 
 
 `` Can you tell me the only sentence for crimes against humanity?'' 
 
 `` Death, milord.'' 
 
 I nodded again. 
 
 `` When you committed the act of genocide, did you understand what you were undertaking, and communicate those orders to the army clearly and unambiguously?'' 
 
 `` Yes, I did.'' 
 
 `` When you started nuclear war, did you do so intentionally, unprovoked, and with intent to cause a maximum of harm?'' 
 
 `` Yes, I did so.'' 
 
 `` Did you, when you wrote the Constitution of the Second Republic, fully intend that there would be no provisions for any fundamental rights, including but not limited to, the rights to life, liberty, and a fair trial?'' 
 
 `` Yes, milord.'' 
 
 That did not stop him from changing the laws after the fact- after all, here we were. 
 
 `` Well, then, I find that the plea was voluntarily made without coercion, and that the facts of the matter support the charges. You may now make the plea. To the charge of crimes against humanity, how do you plead?'' 
 
 `` Guilty, milord.'' 
 
 `` Very well. I find that you are aware of, and have knowingly and willingly, waived your rights. I henceforth sentence you to death. Make your peace with yourself.'' 
 
 I slowly stood up, and laid the gown and wig upon the chair. I paced slowly towards the middle of the dome, where the arches met. Each step rang out in the empty courtroom, even as I looked around at the deserted benches. 
 
 Finally, I was at the gallows. There was no hesitation in my step as I ascended, and I paused at the top only to check that the noose had been tied properly. I measured its length again, checked it against my weight, and brought it over my head. As I tightened it across my neck, I briefly considered a blindfold, but I laughed at the absurdity of it. 
 
 Then I exhaled, and pulled the lever.
