A Multiversal Biography
"To bring glory upon the world, with that of new creations and new lands to explore. I am but a cook in a kitchen of endless customers. An ever expanding restaurant with no limit to how many it serves.
I blow the infinite balloon for this infinite realm of existence. Yet, will that balloon burst? Tis a question I ponder.
I merely witness the dominos of my actions. I witness the branching paths of them worlds who bring others into life. A domino effect. Tis but out my control. Tis but the cause of my actions. A constant chain reaction.
This universe begins to end, what may be in store for its neighbour? The multiverse begs the question. My brothers. My sisters. They ask me these questions. Yet, I know but as much as they do.
I wonder what Galactis thinks of this matter.
What do you think, my dear neighbour?"
"The Janitor'll find one of us some day."
"Indeed. I believe the sailor may some day too."
"I have my bets against them."
"Oh, you wish for a bet then?"
"Much so. I bet on the wings of that child, that the sailor won't find them."
"Really? You seem rather attached to that youngling."
"I'm confident in my words."
"I'll bet on the saillor's grandson's sanity, that he will find one of our kind some day."
"Maybe we could see if Galactis would put a bet in."
"They care too much about their things to bet anything."
"True that is. Maybe the other one?"
"Surely you're not suggesting them, are you?"
"I was merely jesting."
"I wonder what mythical quest will be next on the agenda."
"The global wasteland?"
"A dripping corpse?"
"A creative god?"
"That last one shall wait."
"Ah yes, we are breaking the fourth wall now, are we not?"
"Since when have we not?"
"True that is."
"I shall make as many references as I wish."
"Just like those gentlemen, I suppose?"
"Jolly is it not?"
"Very good indeed."
"A culmination of works?"