Evil Neron

The young Neron smiled devilishly at his older version, his mind filled with a mixture of astonishment and admiration.

He couldn't help but be impressed by his opponent's ability to uncover his carefully crafted plan.

Never before had he encountered someone who had managed to lead him on and deceive him for such an extended period of time.

The older Neron's intelligence shone through, and he couldn't deny that he had been outwitted.

A smile played on the younger Neron's lips as he looked at his counterpart, his eyes filled with intrigue and excitement.

"But what of it?" He questioned, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.

"You've discovered my little game, Neron. But so what?"

Neron's eyes narrowed slightly as he studied his younger version and spoke, his voice firm and steady. "Well... for starters, I'll make sure you don't get to destroy my world."

A flash of defiance sparked in the younger Neron's eyes as he stepped forward, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction.