It wasn't until he had gained a deep understanding of the nature of meme pollution and acquired the state of an overclocked brain that he began to sense that something was amiss.
In the simulations run by his brain, those meme weapons developed by others seemed far from benign.
Were the meme weapons of the Holy Council's families truly the result of accidental research?
Or could they be bait?
...
After a moment of contemplation,
Brian shook his head.
Perhaps he was overthinking it.
The Exotic Realm Soul, who had boasted itself as the King of Destruction, had been crushed by him as easily as an insect. He might be worrying unnecessarily.
But this had made Brian extra cautious.
Unless absolutely necessary,
He would minimize his use of the powers that came with meme pollution.
The more Brian thought about it, the less secure he felt.
