[ WP ] Jack is an apocalypse architect . He travels the galaxy to barren planets , pre-intelligent life , and makes subtle changes to ensure that when life evolves , the planet 's inhabitants ultimately meet an apocalyptic end .

*We are approaching our target destination. Please remain seated. We will shortly exit FTL transit. Brace for the change of speed. * 
 
 Jack was never informed of where he was being sent, and he did n't really care to know either. All that mattered to him were the weekly order signals he'd receive from'The Sages'. It was their job to observe the countless barren planets scattered throughout the solar system, and it was his job to take care of the planets they deemed unsafe for galactic relations. Nine times out of ten he'd be sent to slowly destroy non-sentient lifeforms that could potentially spawn sentient life - basic garden maintenance, so to speak. This was n't the case today, however. 
 
 *We are now approaching CONTRACT PLANET VDC819. Estimated surface arrival in 5 minutes. * 
 
 If The Sages could ( and yes, they could ) see the puzzled look on Jack's face, they'd definitely have a chuckle or two. This would be the first time he was sent to a planet he had already tried to cure. VDC819 was a very different case though - the initial detection and eradication of life had been deemed a success, yet somehow this planet sprang back to life almost as fast as it had the first time round. It was only discovered recently that, in some cases, planets that are within a certain orbital range of a large star have better chances of garnering life. 
 
 The HUD within the faceplate of his work-suit began to light up with details on his current contract. The Sages had not only detected an intimidatingly large amount of non-sentient lifeforms scattered across the planet, they had also detected a multitude sentient lifeforms already inhabiting and roaming the surface. These lifeforms were evolving at a much faster rate than most confirmed cases of unnecessary planetary inhabitation and needed to be stopped. 
 
 Pest control was n't his first career choice when he graduated from Crewman Academy, he much preferred working in the Creation sector, but it leads to a solid position in management and gratitude from the Sages - all he ever really wanted in life for as long as he could remember. Majoring in genetic creation did have beneficial perks for this job though. As part of his employment agreement, Jack was given freedom to design and experiment with whatever new and potentially dangerous superviruses he could muster. Copious hours of study and an impeccable memory helped make him more than capable of destroying all life he was contracted to cure. 
 
 As the vessel began to engage cloaking systems and slow for landing, Jack gazed over the live planetary scan report hovering in front of him. The damage left by the previous attempt at biological destruction was barely apparent, though it was confirmed that a very large portion of the creatures existing here had successfully been eradicated during the last pest-control procedure. The planet had sustained damage, but evidently had recovered and settled quite gracefully. Unfortunately, this did n't mean it had stopped more living creatures from evolving - quite the opposite apparently. 
 
 These creatures were strange to observe - they came in many colours, shapes and sizes. The made noises, but had n't developed intelligent language yet. Many were consuming nothing but weaker creatures for survival, and others would consume non-sentient beings. The rare few would consume both. It was very apparent that all creatures on this planet would require constant nourishment, otherwise they would face natural eradication. Almost exactly the same as the creatures that inhabited the planet when Jack first visited. He'd learned a lot since then, and had become less dependant on projectile weaponry. 
 
 *We have landed on the surface of CONTRACT PLANET VDC819. Engage when ready*. 
 
 Today's job would be quite fun for Jack, as he had been preparing to test a new ( but promising ) form of weaponry on the planet. He had designed a virus, one that would blend in with the other creatures on the planet. If all were to work as Jack predicted, the virus would evolve at a much faster pace than other life forms on the planet, and within a short period of time would overpower them. The virus was then designed to sustain itself on both sentient and non-sentient life forms, as well as the very planet itself. It would consume and consume until there was nothing left to devour, eventually returning the planet to a barren and uninhabited existence. Maybe the virus would reach beyond expectation and destroy the very planet itself? It would be Jack's delight to observe from his vessel, high above within the safe arms of the galactic abyss. There would n't be another contract for quite a while and he'd been waiting anxiously for a chance to deploy a self-made piece of weaponry, being able to watch it in action would just be blissful. 
 
 A few taps on the control panel was all it took for the ship to deploy his designer virus into the large h2^0^ deposit covering most of the planet surface area. Jack could n't see the outside of the vessel at this time, he was forbidden to gaze directly upon the land he cured. It was banned by tradition, the ones who create and destroy need not witness their actions. It was n't healthy for the soul. It did n't bother him though, it would n't be long before he'd be back outside of the ozone watching his project come to life. 
 
 *Project virus successfully deployed. Once virus has been deployed, Creator must name virus and label for record management purposes. What does commandeer prefer his creation to be named? * 
 
 `` Let's name it after me, after all, I created it!'' 
 
 *Sure. Confirmation: Project name is set to'JACK'. Is this correct? * 
 
 `` No, wait!'' he mumbled, tapping his leg in frustration. `` It does n't sound right. Give me a moment.'' 
 
 He pondered for hours on a name for his virus. If it worked he would be paid generously, but if it worked well enough to destroy all life, The Sages were guaranteed to promote him upon his return. 
 
 *Does commandeer have a new suggestion for a project name? * 
 
 Jack grimaced at his choice, but it did fit. At least his family name would live on somehow. He always did want a son one day, maybe this could suffice. If the virus were a success, it would become a living creature itself. Jack would be it's creator, so his surname seemed to be the perfect choice. 
 
 `` We shall call it'Project Humanity'.
