Microfiction: The Karmic Annihilator Engine
I put down the letter with satisfaction and turned to my colleague, Professor Edmunds. "The final preparations are in place, I am ready to activate the Karmic Annihilator Engine. With one throw of this lever," I gestured at the faintly hissing structure of brass, glass, and exotic materials that covered most of the floor of the laboratory, "the world will be freed from the depredations of the fanatic. Every person who would kill for their beliefs will be reduced to a puff of vapor in an instant." :
"By Jove, Simpson, what a grand world we shall see!"
"'We,' Edmunds? I'm afraid not. This," I picked up the letter, "is a notification from my solicitor, that my last will and testament has been properly filed. Or did you think such a device would ignore its operator?"