my plans of putting a city on the moon were already in full swing with over 200 occupants humans and altered alike sharing the city, they were labeled as villains but it was more apt that they were neutral, those true villains were not invited,

one because nobody wanted to live on the moon so close to outer space with sadistic maniacs but it also gives the dumb heroes something to fight, a distraction, using my abilities their progress accelerated this time it was a council instead of just me but I mostly kept a backseat to most of it only coming in to smooth the operation when necessary,
I started working on a plan to clear my name and repent/help where I could for any harm I truly caused I was very angry and hurt back then naive and young even a perfect storm for things to go wrong honestly looking back I'm surprised I did as well as an I did, eventually it came to light I was alive and returned the heroes attacked but my new found years of experience I was more prepared this time its ended quickly I worked together with the heroes was never fully trusted by some but I once I started outliving most and all the good I kept doing I ended up ruling the planet me the villain at the begging of the story had won,