I meant to post thi yesterday but I still remember it so anyway
I had a couple of dreams the other night that were kinda weird but fun. In one I was the king of some ant colony or something. I was still human. Talked to a little ant queen, delegated responsibilities since you know I couldn't exactly fit into the throne room. At some point the ants morphedinto little people like the Burrowers or something so I guess they were shapeshifting ants. Just kind of pleasant.
In the other I teamed up with Spiderman to fight some guy and we kicked the shit out of him, but didn't hurt him. So we kicked the shit out of him some more, and he exploded. Apparently he absorbed the kinetic force of a thousand super punches and just detonated, destroying New York. Not quite as peasant, but maybe was going to have a happy ending because there was something about maybe time traveling back to stop ourselves from kicking the shit out of the guy quite so hard and then my alarm went off. Ah well.
I remember the two were connected somehow but I cannot for the life of me remember how I go from "I AM THE KING OF TINY CITY" to "Hey Spider-Man, let's inadvertently kill millions of people!"