Interitus and Sniper had spent the last few months recovering Interitus’s old, broken body parts and pieces of scrap metal, and using them in an alloy to substitute for the titanium used in his original body.
After Interitus’s body was complete, the two transferred their consciousnesses there and began work on a new body for Sniper.
Interitus: Trust me… you don’t want to know how this man is. He’s the reason I was dismantled in the first place… and he did that without even having his magical powers on his side.
Sniper: Oh, shit.
…who?
Interitus: I’m assuming you’ve heard of that “Supernova” character.
He held up a handheld drawing of Supernova that he drew before he was destroyed.
Sniper: …why do you even want him dead?
Interitus: Oh, nothing. He just sorta stopped me destroying this universe.
Sniper: …What the f**k.
Interitus: I’ve given up on that, though. I’ve set my sights on simply killing him, as that’s enough to make me happy.
