Mortum Weindinch, a man who was unknown and forgotten save for his goofy name, had one guiding attribute. Advance intellect and inventiveness. Which is how he had created his special life's work the Nanite Fog.
"With this fog, nanites will infect all living and non-living matter on the plant. Especially since they are self-replicating and constantly renewing. They can effect anything, scientific and magical. They will infuse with everything, allowing for physical and mental transformation and control. By anyone with the control nanite. Allowing for mental, vocal and written commands.
The plan was for me to hold the master nanite. Except the problem with a lifetimes work, it takes a lifetime. My time has been all used up. No, instead I'll give it to that nice person I saw. You know the one." thought the mad inventor, as he prepared the delivery device for the control for his fog.
The main problem was the scientist was a little nuts, given he had no social contect of any great meaning in decades. As such, he selected a person to hold all of this great power from something he saw... on the tv, or the paper, or on the street. Not knowing if the person was good or evil or otherwise. In essence, ultimate power was being given to a person on a random whim.
This person being....
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