[ Experiments on children. It seems the multiverse is full of sick fucks in every world. With a flush of impotent anger Apollo turns his furrowed gaze on his own glass, chewing back an expletive-riddled reaction with Herculean effort.

This is exactly why people like Apollo exist, he knows it well. People like him exist to take out the bastards responsible for pulling horrific acts - science experiments or mindless wars or pointless nuclear bombing - against innocent people. Twenty million is too, too much. ]

In my world, the President of the United States nearly started an intergalactic war. [ He says evenly, eventually. ] He killed millions of innocent aliens, all because he wanted to play with a new scientific toy that he thought he understood...

[ Apollo sounds cool and factual, a stark contrast to the simmering anger beneath his skin. ]

I don't mind admitting that we killed him. He had to be removed. The galaxy was better off without him.

[ Sometimes people in charge have got to be killed for the good of the normal people, y'know? ]