Your objective is simple: Widespread Misery.
Your motive is a little bit more complex: Mom never loved me
Stage One
To begin your plan, you must first devour a superman. This will cause the world to sign up for life insurance policies, horrified by your arrival. Who is this spammer? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good wearing the skin of another human?
Stage Two
Next, you must desecrate the moon (ooh, tides!). This will all be done from a air fortress, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will spontaneously combust, as countless hordes of winged monkeys hasten to do your every bidding.
Stage Three
Finally, you must tauntingly wave your needlessly big weather machine, bringing about nightmares for every man, woman and child. Your name shall become synonymous with the spice girls, and no man will ever again dare make you clean your room. Everyone will bow before your dashing good looks, and the world will have no choice but to restore your credit rating.