He waited, and then sighed, before sealing the room, except for the exit. "Fine, if you stay for the final point, you are in for good, and since you will all be pivot points on my various plans, plots, and schemes, you will not be given another after this."<br/><br/>He sighed, and then brought up several of the less confidential plans and campaigns going on, bringing them all up to speed on his public actions, including that he was using slaves to fill in the Isle of Pleasure, and what major beyonder incidents he was dealing with. That done, he paused, and gave everyone another, final attempt, before sealing them in. "These two plans do not go beyond the room, and all you will be bound to me to ensure it. Last chance to get out."<br/><br/>He waited, before bringing up his now abandoned end game plan. "This is one of two end game plans for the now quiet but still open war between myself and Verdelet. If you don't want the long version, it was a lengthy suicide plan revolving around loosing about half of you at some point, either to death or walking out. The other half would then be pushed away, my shadow stalkers would be released to wander their own path, and the death squads would assist me in a zero popularity gambit, that culminated in a suicide banzai charge into Verdelet's base, myself at the fore, after random acts of terror similar to what the naturalized, manifested beyonder did, bringing in everyone behind me to personally claim my head. I would have died taking Verdelet with me, and peace, love, and all that bullshit would have followed."<br/><br/>He tossed the plan onto the table in front of them. "But rejoice, that plan has been abandoned as it required no one realizing what I was doing. All of you now know."<br/><br/>They would notice that the door was sealed now, keeping everyone in. "We will now pause for screaming, carrying on, and other such actions before I get to the real kicker."