Tokusatsu musebox

The beauty and wonder of the multiverse, not to mention my freedom to traverse it as I please, will never be lost on me. Too long spent in the subdimension, babysitting Majesté, insuring it does not wreck years of careful work with a single excessive tantrum, is wearing. Something must be done, to hurry along our progress.

Lengthy research has granted me with a perfect opportunity. A branch of the multiverse where great evils are stirring, causing quite a ruckus that will provide trés bon bon bon cover for my machinations. Massive amounts of energy for the taking, and no one the wiser, so focused are the many heroes native to Japan on dangers more immediate to their pathetic short lives.

There are some difficulties to overcome first, however. The element of Messiah struggling to break free in this universe is much more impetuous than the consciousness I am familiar with. While welcoming to me, it takes not long to learn that it has converted several, ugh, living breathing humans to it's cause. Former heroes, no less, brightly-clad predecessors to my beloved puces. They are doing nothing but causing more trouble than their upkeep is worth, since some element of their team has escaped majesté's influence, and are struggling to free their comrades from the terrible evil.

Zut.