Supr Srs Man (Beta 6: Now with lots more stuff!)

"Okay I give." Coughed Spr Unsrs Man, lifting up his hat.

Srsman, expecting another trap from Unsrs man, cautiously stepped backwards. No trap came. Instead a tiny vial dropped and fell to the ground.

Unsrs man picked up the vial and said with a raspy tone, "Inside this bottle, contains my life's work and milestone. It took decades of studying and containing small children to produce one ounce of this liquid." He handed it to Srsman who picked it up and ran it through his pocket-sized Liquid Explosives Detector, which showed up negative. The tiny liquid within it immediately turned a dark gray upon touching his fingers.

"There in your hands, you hold the weapon that can finally defeat him. It's his only weakness."

"What's in here?"

"Hap-p-piness."

Srs man shuddered. So what he held is the only thing that can kill him. But at the same time it was the very thing he resented, hated, even made his goal to extinguish from the world forever. Then there was a slight shuffling of feet behind him.

"You stop!" He grabbed him and shoved him to a wall. "Where is he? How long will it be before he finally gets to the core?"

"Oh well, he's here in this bui-uilding, you'll never ca-ca-tch him by now he's prob-ably in sector six.

"DAMMIT." He exclaimed as he shoved him back to the wall. He made his sprint through the complex levels. Then commences a three-minute time limit. Then he finally makes it to the core room.

There was nothing there except for a mirror. Walking up to it, he heard an ominous voice.

"Hello Srs man." Suddenly the reflection in the mirror moved when he didn't.

"Who are you?"

"I'm you, silly." Srsman winced.

"You see, there never existed a NOINA, I just needed something to keep you busy so you can end up here." He let out a sinister smile.

"I'm your future self, and what you hold in your pocket is what keeps me from ridding the world of happiness forever. Finally, I can turn the world into a co-operative business, one where you cannot be denied a job at. You'll always have enough money, but spending money for any reason other than stabilizing the economy is obviously strictly illegal. Happiness is already banned, but people still break the rules..." He gave a sad frown, "but I can prevent them from ever trying to have fun. Assuming you give me the vial."

Give him the vial y/n?

Basically, I just spent the last thirty minutes making up stupid bullshit, lovely.