Another time, another rock

Playing with my mages,
in some alternate univers,
not that virtual as I would wish,
my enemy is living in another time,
on another rock, called Earth.

They too smart, all those
foreign fighters, mercenaries
to the mighty dollar.

A solar, or a lunar path
is opening using my math.
The profit is here,
but not even near
to what I would wish,
as every fish
is raising more question marks
than Edward Nygma,
the stigma that I got,
borrowed from my friend,
Oswald Cobblepot,
right there on the spot,
not even my penguin,
son of the king Anduin
Wrynn, got another spin,
it is a funny dream,
before I hear the familiar grin,
"You must construct additional pylons!"

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