Emperor Xizzle. Conqueror of worlds, ruler of man. Well. Soon to be ruler of man. He was having a difficult time. See, this planet had a bit of a problem. Its dominant inhabitants, humans, lived off of a horrible liquid called dihydrogen monoxide, which they had in abundance in rivers and lakes and wells. It even rains from the sky. For humans, it's nourishing. But for Emperor Xizzle's race? It burns their flesh.

"Bah! That blasted sun better stay uncovered! I don't want to see a cloud in the sky! When I conquer this accursed town, I will abolish clouds!"