“And what do we have here?” Zagam’s eyes widened in surprise, first wary, to see a strange artefact floating around him, but relaxed immediatly when noticed it was just trying to call his attention, thing that did succesfully. His gaze soon moved towards the blue man that for one second he thoug might be Mr. Drake. It wasn’t him, of course. The colony was not the same neither the energy. Another blue man?
Zagam flashed him a charming smile leaning forward on his chair, there is the resting area of the exhibition. “Pretty artefact you have here. Is it yours?” He asks with playfully interest.Syx blushed hotly, he still called Wayne his nemesis… but the two were lovers as well. That was entirely private, however.
“Just because I threaten to kill him on a regular doesn’t mean I can’t stand him,” he waved off, continuing in a grumble, “Rock spiders aren’t human, so yes I kill monsters. As far as servants… only those I make,” he frowned thinking of the Brain Bots, “I’ve built hundreds upon hundreds over the years…”
He shook his head, “The larger things were in the museum we’re heading to. Or at least ones made by versions of me. I don’t know if they have any of mine in there,” he shrugged.
His Uncles and the blues might be more what the devil here would be asking about, but he wouldn’t mention them. They were protected. His allies and friends. They were part of his real life, not the super villain persona. They would kill for him and he for them.
“Sure! why not love your enemy sometimes its more exciting just turn around and not know if he is gonna stab you or hug you. “ he laughed and waved his hand, completly agreed with syxs words and taking his excuses. such pride.
“Don’t you have the patience to wash brain and get other servants usually those are also effective. I don’t see why not unless you are a socialkiller too. an Hermit?.” if he knows Harrison then maybe not but still he neother know how small Mr. Drake circle is also. Being alien forced them to distrust of others or maybe the high level of intelligence pushes them to not tolerate less rational people, which were almost all humans…
-”Here you keep a low profile, what do you fear to’ ? Demons maybe? like Mr. Drake?” his voice his silky attempting to touch a thin nerve.
A deep frown etched into Syx’s face, “Brainwashing is pointless. Defeats the entire purpose. If you are going to have soldiers then they have to be able to think of their feet. Make there own decisions. Otherwise they’re just useless cannon fodder,” he waved a hand dismissively, “You’re thinking too small scale. It’s better to control what they think of you. Shape how they see the world and you can manipulate the decisions they make for themselves. Politicians make a career doing this.”
It was the whole point of having both Mr. Blue and Megamind. Two worlds, two faces. To shape and manipulate how people saw him. To make sure they only ever saw the masks in public. There were cracks forming now. The game shattering. His plans slipping. All he felt he could do was try and desperately hold onto the shards as they slipped away.
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