According to Psychoflexor II
“Ahahahaha! You’re far too reactive, you dumb animal, have you ever even wondered why your blood boils? Or examined it? It’s primordial ooze!”
I reform my arms and fire a Gravity Sphere at him, but he simply catches and dissipates it with one outstretched arm, then points his fingers towards me.
“My turn again, yes? PSYCHO BULLETS!” his hand begins to spin rapidly, releasing a gatling fire of energy blasts. I run and dodge them until the building obscures his vision. Jumping to the floor below him, I reach through it, grab his legs and drag him down, smashing him into the stone of the floor below. He pushes me away and holds me suspended in the air, crushing me. It’s taking all of my strength to not be turned into paste.
“All the power in the universe, and you hit me against a floor? We can crush a starship in orbit, destroy galaxies! Well, I can. You have been limited by your own idiocy. A super-condense field around a solar system? So no harm could come to your special little planet? You could be ruling the universe! Instead you’re stuck here, cut off from billions of galaxies of power, mingling with these common castaways. You believe you are immortal, but I wish to test this theory, by pulling you apart atom by atom and ridding every last iota of you from this universe. Then I will finally be able to leave this wretched planet and assume my destiny!”
“Just shut up and do it.” With that, he makes good on his promise, life as I know it stops instantaneously and every molecule in my body explodes at the speed of light.
Bolts of electricity fire across the unfinished site and I feel the first firing of synapses as my consciousness comes back into being. Psychoflexor is nowhere to be seen, until he comes crashing through the floor above. A shadow passes the hole he made, and I see the telltale shine of The Angelguard. She bellows from above.
“I was designed to handle the Gravity Surge, did you think I’d not be able to thrash your pale imitation, Doctor? You practically burnt your core out destroying them, and now it is my turn for revenge. You took my mind, made me kill my friends. Today is the day you pay for the life you’ve lived.” Before either of us can react, an onslaught of missiles takes out the structure, bringing it down on top of us. We crawl out of the debris at the same time, but I see him first, and activate my Gravity Blades, attacking in a flurry. He is able to parry all of my blows, but with his damage he’s definitely on the backfoot.
“You dim-witted wretch! Immortal, returned from absolute nothingness, and yet your first act is to engage me in hand to hand combat! I hate everything that you are! I will–” A golden wing pierces through his body, slicing him nearly in half. His right side slides off as the remainder collapses. The Angelguard gently lands.
“I thought for a while there that he might have actually killed you, thanks for distracting him, with his mind focused on fighting you, his defenses were nonexistent.”
“Did he… really have my powers?”
“Somewhat, but nowhere near as integrated. As you can see, he still had organs. Although no amount of electrical current running through any material was going to cancel out a fundamental property of the universe, manipulation of the forces of nature isn’t exactly difficult to do for advanced enough science. Mainly, he tapped into your ship’s power from his laboratory deep within the bowels of the city. We have a crew down in the substructure now turning his lab upside down. But that brings us to a much larger concern…”
GuNNhead 
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