Transcendent Master

The apocalypse is here. Will you stand still and wait for death, or fight your way to survival? What, you're a genius? Well, I have a Black Iron Orb. Even geniuses will end up beneath my feet. What, you have a potion? Sorry, I've already given away batches of even more advanced potions. What, you want to kill me? I'm sorry, but the moment you had that thought, you were already dust.