NO ONE WILL STAND IN MY WAY

As Leonard stepped out of the monitoring room, a sinister grin crept across his face, twisting his otherwise calm features. The dim light in the hallway cast long shadows, accentuating the dark satisfaction in his eyes. Slowly, he made his way to his bedroom, where two additional versions of himself stood motionless, waiting.

He pulled a small remote from his pocket, the device cold in his hand, and pressed a button. Instantly, the two clones powered down with a faint mechanical hum, their lifeless forms now resembling mannequins. Leonard’s grin widened as he stood over them, a sense of triumph swelling inside him.

A laugh bubbled up from deep within, and soon, he was consumed by maniacal laughter, his voice echoing off the walls of the dimly lit room. He had done it. He had succeeded where others had failed, where his mentor had failed.

"I told you, didn’t I?" Leonard muttered to the shadows, his voice filled with conviction. "I told you, Mr. Sampson, that I would become the greatest