Storyline
Some cosmic powerhouse from way out in the multiverse drops onto Earth, and let’s just say, he’s not thrilled with what he finds. He takes one look at humans tearing each other apart over cash, power, and pointless drama, trashing their own planet like it’s a rental, and just loses it. No patience for compromise or lectures—he’s got the kind of power that makes nukes look like sparklers. So, he starts picking off the worst offenders, and not with guns or bombs, but with some wild, mystical force nobody here can fight. Politicians, CEOs, warlords—if you’re on his naughty list, you’re gone. Panic spreads like wildfire, but nobody can stop him or even really understand what’s happening. As the body count rises, people start freaking out, questioning everything they know about the universe. Is someone upstairs keeping score? Are we just ants in some cosmic experiment? The alien doesn’t care about excuses or apologies—he’s here to clean house, and if you’re not part of the solution, well... good luck.
