Cout

(takes place after From the Desk)
(the military has their guns trained on the one brother)
"This has happened before, you know. On almost every other planet. My... brother, and I, have always encountered the same things in you primitive natives. You fear us. 
You should be treating us as the gods we are. That's what we say each time. Naturally, as all species do, you reject these claims. So we...
"But now... I have godly might. No, not from the heavens. But derived from your planet. You... primitive monkeys could construct your metal guns that fire with such power and at such speeds, but you never stopped looking towards the stars. You fools. One day - and that day was a few weeks ago - the stars would reach out for you. And here we are, the stars. We're stealing the show from you.
But my own words distract me from the points I'm trying to make here. You should have been looking down. See what runs below you, in the veins of your earth...
What I hold in my hands is a godly might, milked from your earthly home."
(he injects himself with enzaeon)
"So, shoot me, you animals! Watch evolution take shape before your own very eyes!"
(he evolves)
"I could... Theoretically, make this 'evolution' high last much longer. Make it... What's the words I'm looking for? I can't find them. What a shame.
"Make them, you know, them being the chemicals, the Azoth..."
His words lingered on that term, savoring the taste.
"Make the Azoth last longer in my system. Metabolism, is that what it's called? But how could I ever force such an evolution on myself, hmm? I would need to bend the chemicals to my will... And I've only gathered so much of this Azoth from your planet. I don't have enough to waste on experiments, yet. Give it time... Give me time, and I'll make myself immortal. Undying. Eternal."
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