The Executive us an entity, similar to metal sonic. That said, this mechanical menace was created as a right hand man for Fatal Error. His directive, spread the virus across all realities. Aside from this task, he is let loose to do as he wishes. With a pocket Hell, he torments clones of the blue blur, and his friends. That said, he isn't afraid of soul stealing. Watch out, Exetior, you have a killing machine competing now, and he sure is metal!