[ WP ] The evil overlord has killed innocent people , burned cities , and actively suppresses all resistance in the world . On your quest to stop him , you have found out why , and it turns out he has a pretty damn good reason .

Tyrell stood at the foot of Tearpoint Tower, better known as the Citadel of Misery, lair of the single most powerful man on Earth. Once celebrated as the founder of self-replicating nanorobotics, which he termed the Golden Robots for a Golden Age, now Edward Kingston was living proof that in every person is a tyrant held back not by morality but lack of opportunity. His reign of terror began a mere six weeks after the creation of these robots when he destroyed the entire city of Beijing, once the most populous city on earth, by detonating a multitude of hydrogen bombs right in the city centre. People claimed the mushroom cloud could be seen from Tokyo. Since that fateful day he had quickly taken control of the globe, opressing and exterminating until every man woman and child were under his rule. It was a harsh rule at that, monthly culling of the elderly had become just a matter of life now while every country was forced into abject poverty, all to continue building this monstrosity: the Citadel of Misery. 
 
 No one was safe, not when the air you breathe could be tainted with tiny machines, not when your every move was under constant observation. No one... except Tyrell, the proud owner of the only portable EMP generator on Earth. Now here he stood, in front of the largest man made structure in history. The complex itself spanned over almost 10 thousand square kilometres, tapering into a peak that, at 3 kilometres in height, was easily the tallest man made structure in history. Such a massive building yet only one inhabitant. Well, it was time for that to change. Luckily Tyrell knew exactly where Edward would be, a megalomaniac like that could n't stand to be anywhere but the very top. 
 
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 It was a much more bedraggled Tyrell that approached the door to the Overlords room. Strangely it was not at the top of the spire but the base he had squatted which confused Tyrell, what then was the point of the spire? Swinging the massive oaken doors revealed a spacious, comfortably furnished room of natural woods and soft colours. An immense window showed the amazing contrast with the concrete and faded metal of the Spire. Dozing in a leather armchair was a slightly bedraggled man with a shock of unkempt blonde hair drifting over his eyes. Here was the Overlord of Earth, destroyer of nations, lord of mankind, the man who had extinguished over six billion souls. He did n't exactly look the part. 
 
 As Tyrell approached the man, drawing the gun he had taken from his dying mothers hands, the Overlord snuffled then woke. Shaking hair free from his face he rubbed bleary eyes, squinting at this intruder. Spotting the gun the man let out a sigh. 
 
 `` Put that away will you?'' 
 
 Tyrell was not to be dissuaded. He knew what he must say. 
 
 `` I have come to end your tyranny over the people of Earth. For too long innocent lives have been cut short by your reign of terror. Prepare to meet -'' 
 
 `` Oh shut up.'' The Overlord waved a hand lazily in Tyrell's direction. Before he could blink restraints emerged from the floor, snapping around his ankles as the gun was ripped from his fingers by some invisible force. `` I am so tired of those theatrics.'' 
 
 Tyrell struggled valiantly, he was the last hope for freedom, he could not fail. His limbs remained unresponsive but his voice was still `` YOU WILL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS! THE PEOPLE OF EARTH WILL MAKE YOU ANSWER FOR YOUR CRIMES AGAINST HUMANITY.'' 
 
 Another lazy gesture and some invisible force seemed to strike Tyrell in the chest, driving the air from his lungs. 
 
 `` Please do shut up. I hardly ever get sleep these days and you have given me a headache.'' 
 
 Tyrell spluttered for a while before he was able to speak again. `` Of course,'' *cough* *cough* `` your dark deeds weigh upon you,'' *cough* `` there is no escaping the evil of your crimes''. 
 
 `` Well of course there is n't. But it was all nescessary do n't you see? After Beijing - `` 
 
 `` The first innocent victims to your tyranny.'' 
 
 Sighing, the Overlord shuffled over to a computer on the wall, speaking over his shoulder as he did. 
 
 `` Innocent victims yes, but not of me I am afraid. Oh yes everything afterwards was me, but not that.'' A sad smile tweaked across his face for a moment. `` What happened to them began this whole affair.'' 
 
 Tyrell was silent. What game was this man, this demon in human skin, trying to play? `` You deny destroying Beijing?'' 
 
 `` Yes. Yes I do. In fact, the true end of Beijing came at the hands of a colleague of mine, Ye Wenjie, when she overloaded her prototype fusion reactor.'' 
 
 `` You lie! No reactor could have created an explosion that size! It was visible from Tokyo!'' 
 
 The Overlord typed for a few seconds before responding. `` It was n't just the reactor. Ye was lucky enough to cause an ignition, but even that was n't entirely enough to completely destroy it.'' 
 
 `` Destroy what?'' 
 
 `` This.'' With a flourish the Overlord swept his hand, a section of the wall opening to reveal... a faintly purple gas, hanging in a tank. 
 
 END OF PART 1
