Puxi, you have Me.

Through your tireless investigation and, I assume, an elaborate wall of red string, you have uncovered My ultimate secret. After years of scheming, countless suspicious meetings, and at least one evil laugh practice session, I admit it. Ive been building a weapon of pure mass destruction.

I call it the Plant Induced Extinction Calibration Experiment. PIECE, for short.

It is terrible. It is unstoppable. It is so forbidden that even I forget what it does. But it is green, it is loud, and it will almost certainly inspire someone to write a mournful ballad about the end of civilisation, which pleases Me greatly.

Witness your collective doom. If it fizzles out, direct your outrage and pitchfork waving at Eleusis, not Me.

Yours Ruinously,

Pandora
Supposed Agent of Oblivion
Incidental Botanist


Penned by My hand on the 20th of Miraman, in the year 987 AF.