Dear Diary: Today, I discovered my latent psychic powers and killed some government officials accidentally… then I got harassed by some kids who looked like old men. My ego exploded due to my new powers and I made myself an awesome red cape. My limitless ambition turned to be my downfall and, aided by the extreme inferiority complex I shared with my best friend, I decided to grow into a gigantic bulbous mass and kill my own girlfriend… before I imploded into my own universe.
That’s so…yeah. I mean, if I was him I’d use the power to secretly conceive a third world war or something else better than that.
And my costume would be so much better than a red cape. Think of latex and cleavages.