The perfect species.

"That I have the ability to chug more than one carton of OJ?"

"NO! IT MEANS THAT WE COULD BECOME THE PERFECT SPECIES, NOTHING CAN KILL US ANYMORE."

“What do you mean by us?”

“Oh, since we merged, you are now a Coreun, mostly.”

"But you can turn me back to human again, right?"

"Yep, but do you want to?"

*Definitely not Disney music started playing from no-where*

"♬I can show you the world

Wishes, Desires, you name it♬"

"STOP, just tell me what you want..."

*The totally-not-Disney music stops with the sound of a zipping record*

"Ok, hear me out, how would you like to help me take over the world."

"What..."

"With the Coreun powers you possess (pun unintended), we could rule the world and become the perfect species and do whatever we want."

"What's in it for me?"

"Are you serio—"

"Just kidding, jeez. It sounds tempting, but I don't know. According to you, you're following "The Great One's" orders."

"Usually it's that way, but this time is different... everyone but me is dead."

"So that means."

"That We're "The Great One"."

"We? There can be more than one "The Great One"?"

"Usually no, but we are now one. You see, when I merged with your penis, I was in a bad condition. If I was strong enough, I would have been able to take over you completely, but at that time, I could only take over you by about 30%, which only caused a change in form. The stimulation from you having sex with Alex woke me up, so I was finally able to project my conscious on to her."

"You said you were only able to take over me 30% in your current position, does that mean as you grow stronger, you'll be able to take over me more?"

"Most likely not, because you're a Coreun too, so as I grow stronger, you'll grow stronger at the same pace.

Also, you don't have to worry about me taking over you, when we merged, our conscious merged as well, I used to be strict like a soldier, but now I'm more carefree now, that's because your jokey-ness affected me.

You've changed as well, your libido increased, and you'll be more decisive when making decisions."

"I still don't really believe you enough to work with you."

"As we stick together longer, we'll think more and more alike, with me thinking more like you than you more like me, since we have a sixty-thirty relationship."

"That doesn't prove anything."

"Alright, then how about this, I'm going to give you the advice of your life. Don't go get your old body back."

"What? Why?"

"If you found your body back, I would have had the chance of changing you back, and if I do that now your body would turn more human and I would have a better chance at controlling you. I wasn't going to tell you this, it was my last bargaining chip."

"You were going to do WHAT?!"

"Oh come on, I even threw out my last lifeline. Please, help me, Peter, we need more of our species or else the Freeyans will come and invade sooner or later."