Prologue
Somewhere in a very deep and remote section of outer space there was a purple light. It was currently hurtling along at extremely high speeds. Insane rates of speed really. According to the accepted principles of science, the speed at which it was traveling should be completely impossible.
But the purple light had access to strange and unfathomable powers that allowed it to do many things. It wasn't entirely clear what exactly the purple light was capable of doing as it hadn't yet had an opportunity to put all of its powers to the test. It had accidentally succeeded in making a falafel sandwich materialize out of absolute nothingness somewhere in the vicinity of the Gobler 2 Cluster. The purple light quickly forgot about the sandwich as it hurried on its way at mind-boggling speeds.
The sandwich, however, floated through space for a few hundred million years before it eventually crash-landed on the planet Furbmunger where it was discovered and consumed by a local accountant named Herman Feldplonk. The sandwich was reportedly of such a high quality that the accountant went insane trying to find another falafel sandwich that was even half as tasty, which led him ultimately to sneak into a top secret military base and launch all of the nuclear missiles simultaneously. The high levels of radiation and the multitudes of toxic mutants that walk the surface of the planet is why it is still highly recommended that you not visit Furbmunger on your next vacation.
The purple light knew nothing of this, of course, nor did it care in the slightest. It continued to speed along doing impossible things. A couple of times it warped the very fabric of space and time itself quite by accident and discovered that it had traveled many billions of miles and arrived at its new location before it had left its old one. It wasn't actually sure how to utilize this power consistently, so instead it spent most of its time racing along very, extremely, ridiculously quickly.
Outer space is an unfathomably big place, however, and even at such speeds it can take a little while to get anywhere. Truth be told, the purple light didn't even really know where it was going or why it was in such a hurry to get there. It couldn't entirely remember where it had come from either. It had a sense that it had been in some sort of container, but had been unceremoniously released. At first it had quite enjoyed its new found freedom, but after awhile a vague sense of purposelessness and existential dread began to set in. It slowly began to realize that it had actually been quite happy being contained and might, in fact, enjoy being contained again.
Unfortunately not every object it encountered made for a suitable container. It had tried to be contained by a passing comet, but the truth was it hadn't actually learned how to contain its own power yet and it promptly blew the comet into trillions of microscopic pieces of ice. It later tried to be contained by a nebula, but being composed mostly of gas, the nebula wasn't very good at containing things and the purple light kept slipping out of it. Also it had been deadly boring in there. It turns out nebulae are impressive to look at, but they make for mighty dull company. A couple of stars were born during the purple light's time there, but it soon decided that if you've seen the creation of one star, you've pretty much seen them all.
The purple light wanted a little more excitement, a little more drama, a little more social interaction. It needed a different sort of container. Maybe something that had been a container before and thus was familiar with what it took to be a container. Maybe the container should be something sentient. The purple light could provide the raw power, but the container could make the hard decisions. It would be a relief not to have to think about things like morals or ethics or figuring out what the heck to do on Saturday night. The only problem was it didn't know where to find such a container and so it kept hurtling along through the vast depths of space.
It didn't know it yet, but its trajectory was taking it on a direct collision course with a tiny little speck of dust of a planet. The planet would be rotated in such a position at the moment their paths crossed that the light would arrive in a large inhabited area that was actually known far and wide as a destination for tourists. In fact, if you're bummed out that you're not going to be able to travel to Furbmunger on your next vacation, you might want to consider coming here instead. Perhaps you've heard of it before. It's been said that people have traveled from multiple other universes and dimensions just to visit the one and only Quartzwater City. Just be sure to pack a Hawaiian shirt.
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