Had to get my arm chopped off to avoid the alien problem. Managed to get it done with a reliable Dr and did not have any complications. Got my infected arm as a souvenir a dark macabre way to confirm my greatness. After being armless it was clear that this is not a way to live. Maybe this can help me strike deals. So managed create a red balm to cure wounds might sell, trade or strike deals with it. Now I have my arm back and will soon embark on a new contract maybe betting closer to the power’s needed to become the powerful being I was born to become. Minions, medicine, construction and more await me.
Maybe new contacts are needed to achieve this. A group of likeminded wealthy individuals committed to the pursuit of power, influence and confirmation of new world leadership is needed. Hopefully if our souls have to be damned anyways, we might as well become archdemons. Royalty in hell as we are on earth.
shoot to death neven seeing their clone