Everything's gone crazy. Ever since I found that damn staff, I've lost control over my life, my appearance, even my own mind. There's an entire country trying to hunt me down now, and I'm running out of options. Time, time, time. Yes . . . yes all I need is some time to sort all this out; to gain a modicum of control over the powers that helped cause this mess. The only question now is how. Well . . . time to start scheming I suppose.

This was inspired by various stories within the League of Human Acting Villainous such as F*** it I'm Having Fun by Jimmy the Grape and Evil Always Finds a Way by Malcho1234.

Also I want to thank Malcho1234 and just_a_reader for their help in pre-reading this story and providing much needed criticism during the process of writing this.