Zib Membrane

Zim sat in his chair, monitoring the progress of his plan to wipe out the Irken race and eliminate every Zim in every universe. He wasn't in a good mood, and it showed on his expression. Through the reflection of the screens, he could see Zim002 behind him.

"Why so stealthy, huh?"
She stood up, placing her hands behind her back, which gave her a more authoritative posture. Her black platform boots echoed imposingly with each step she took until she reached Zim002. Upon seeing him, she raised an eyebrow slightly and made a face.
"Now that I think about it, Zim. You've been acting strange lately. You know very well that it's not in your best interest to hide things from me. I can hypnotize you."

He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Irken

"Nor would you like it if you ended up like Zim, who once used this."

He pointed to the Pak on the back of his neck, emphasizing his origin story

They call me Zib, but I used to be a human named Dib. When I defeated Zim, no one believed me, so I had to do what I had to do. I took Zim's Pak and put it in my head. Of course, he died, and I underwent changes like my green skin and antennae, but my mind changed too; I lost my sanity.
I destroyed my universe, but now I plan to gather every Zim from all universes to wipe them all out.