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Realize that you've got your very own Mini-Me.
Your evil dreams have come true. You now have a little clone, identical to you in all things except size. "Mini-me!" you exclaim, dropping your sword. "There is no need for us to quarrel! You are an extension of myself. You and I could rule the world together! We should join forces and conquer everything in our path!" "Right now, you're in my path," Mini-Me observes. "So I need to conquer you to make that happen." It's a clone of you, all right. And it's attacking. And you dropped your sword. Sometimes, you can be just so stupid.