The Next Stage

It was a bright and beautiful day, as the sun rise and it's warm gently hugged the land a man watched over the world. In his class cage he watched the ants below.
"Aww what a beautiful morning in the majesty."
He pulls a mug to his face and sips coffee out of the straw, he does this because his head is too big to wrap around to his lips. Who was this man? That's right its Executives. To think about a year ago he was in prison for suspected murder, and now he's back at the top watching over the world- His world. But something felt off. The beauty of this world felt too perfect. It was like looking at a ai painting. It's good, it might be even perfect, but there was something missing. Most of the time it's heart. Emotion. But this world was full of emotion, brimming with love, suffering, hope, despair. So what was it? Rather than seek answers he continued to believe the lie, sipping away at his daily coffee.
On the other side of the city was an older man, locked away in a small.
"No- No! It doesn't make sense! Why?!"
He slammed his colorful fists on the desk before clutching his head.
"Doktor. Is everything alright?"
An even more colorful man asked from across the room.
"No you big can of beans! If my numbers are correct- And they are- Something big is going to happen! A rip in the world! No not just the world the entire universe!"
"Hmph. Does not matter to me. As long as I get to crush that bastard Freddy before world's end, I'll be contempt." 
"Manfred, you don't get it! I want you to imagine our universe as a book, every single person is a page, their life story is a page, however, due to great instability they were removed. Erased. Their page was ripped from our book."
"But...Why?"
"If my numbers are correct- And they are- There was an event, an event lost and erased from our mind. To mend this event and keep our world stable, we need to mend this world by sacrificing these pages. In other words, they were tribute to save us all."
Manfred could only watch and listen and Jeffery explained. His usually stoic face slowly dropping.
"Mother god."
"That's right, mother god indeed."
"Stop trying to one up me."
KRACK-KA-KOOM! 
A loud sound trumpets from the sky, all look to the once blue sky as it becomes a stark black, slowly everyone looks up from. Everyone from Alskibidi Leveilleur to Kevin Knife to Zanickeiee.
"Uhoh. Looks like Mr Adam is preparing for Pixels 2."
A voice chimes, instead of wearing a mask of despair he chooses to joke. He knows that despite it all, everything will be fine. He hops away from his bar seat and starts to walk, walking to the zenith point of the city to get closer to the rip in time. Before his paw could reach it he sees a shadowy figure in the corner of his vision.
"Heh. Guess your one of them eh? What's your story?"
The shadowy figures begins to glow as the shadows shake off.
"My name is....Shasha."
Category:Lore