CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
The Time Demon waited. It was all he could do now. He had to live all the long years waiting. He didn't relive anything anymore. There was no point, he wouldn't feel any better or worse if he did. And he certainly didn't travel into the future. That would hurt too much. He could lose himself the next time he time travelled. Or he could wake up in the box. The box...it was still out there, he knew. It had come back into his mind more clearly lately. Was the Starwhale aware of him? It shouldn't be...but there was something going on. He could feel it and it disturbed him.
But the best way not to feel anything was not to think and just to lie still. So he did that. A lot. He had given a lot of thought to ending the universe. Creating an unsolvable paradox in the blackhole at the centre of the universe had been his best guess. He'd known there was a place, a special place, outside of time. He remembered it, somehow. Like he'd been born there. His best guess was that it was located in the very centre of the universe...or maybe it was much closer. He couldn't tell.
So how as he going to get there, he'd asked himself? Have his slaves build a spaceship, then travel forward in time inside the ship until he arrived at the blackhole? There were many problems with that. His slaves weren't smart enough to build a spaceship. He was averse to time travelling again. And the Starwhale was in space. What if he ran into it again? Plus there was the fact that, as far as the Time Demon knew, The Squidinator and that woman he'd turned immortal were still on Earth. Somehow (perhaps the vague time sense he kept, even when not time travelling) he knew that the two of them would be important in helping him end the universe. That they would be there at the end...
Or maybe that was a lie he'd convinced himself was true. An excuse to stay behind on Earth doing nothing because he couldn't face anything else. He did not know. He tried not to think about it. He tried not to think about anything. He tried to relax the best he could, but the buzzing never truly went away. He grew used to it, it became the normal background noise of his life...but it was still wrong. He could never truly live while it was there.
At least he got some good sleep for some years. That was something...
Then a slave came to him. He'd almost forgotten they were still out there, search for enemies.
"We found one! The Dread Duck! We've brought him here!" The Time Demon couldn't remember the Dread Duck at all. It was not much to look at. Yet it had survived all these years, somehow. The Time Demon wanted to know how.
"How?" he asked, simply. The Dread Duck looked wretched, almost ready to die...
"I have quacked in the Source," it said, madly. "No one paid attention to me because I did not crave power. Only to live. But now life is nothing. Kill me, kill me!"
"The Source," said the Time Demon. He remembered it. A place outside of time. He remembered the Squidinator being there. And now the Time Demon knew that was how he would destroy the universe. The Squidinator would lead him back to the Source. And he would create a paradox that ended evertyhing.
"I can't get back, it won't open to me, hahahaha!" laughed the Dread Duck. The Time Demon killed it instantly.
"New orders," he told his slaves. "Find me the Squidinator." The nodded and left.
The Time Demon ate the body of the Dread Duck. He wasn't sure why. He felt a slight reduction in anxiety as he did so. Nothing close to pleasure, but at least he was less uncomfortable for a moment. Maybe it was the power in the Dread Duck. The power that sung in the heart of the universe.
The power he would use to end everything.
But the best way not to feel anything was not to think and just to lie still. So he did that. A lot. He had given a lot of thought to ending the universe. Creating an unsolvable paradox in the blackhole at the centre of the universe had been his best guess. He'd known there was a place, a special place, outside of time. He remembered it, somehow. Like he'd been born there. His best guess was that it was located in the very centre of the universe...or maybe it was much closer. He couldn't tell.
So how as he going to get there, he'd asked himself? Have his slaves build a spaceship, then travel forward in time inside the ship until he arrived at the blackhole? There were many problems with that. His slaves weren't smart enough to build a spaceship. He was averse to time travelling again. And the Starwhale was in space. What if he ran into it again? Plus there was the fact that, as far as the Time Demon knew, The Squidinator and that woman he'd turned immortal were still on Earth. Somehow (perhaps the vague time sense he kept, even when not time travelling) he knew that the two of them would be important in helping him end the universe. That they would be there at the end...
Or maybe that was a lie he'd convinced himself was true. An excuse to stay behind on Earth doing nothing because he couldn't face anything else. He did not know. He tried not to think about it. He tried not to think about anything. He tried to relax the best he could, but the buzzing never truly went away. He grew used to it, it became the normal background noise of his life...but it was still wrong. He could never truly live while it was there.
At least he got some good sleep for some years. That was something...
Then a slave came to him. He'd almost forgotten they were still out there, search for enemies.
"We found one! The Dread Duck! We've brought him here!" The Time Demon couldn't remember the Dread Duck at all. It was not much to look at. Yet it had survived all these years, somehow. The Time Demon wanted to know how.
"How?" he asked, simply. The Dread Duck looked wretched, almost ready to die...
"I have quacked in the Source," it said, madly. "No one paid attention to me because I did not crave power. Only to live. But now life is nothing. Kill me, kill me!"
"The Source," said the Time Demon. He remembered it. A place outside of time. He remembered the Squidinator being there. And now the Time Demon knew that was how he would destroy the universe. The Squidinator would lead him back to the Source. And he would create a paradox that ended evertyhing.
"I can't get back, it won't open to me, hahahaha!" laughed the Dread Duck. The Time Demon killed it instantly.
"New orders," he told his slaves. "Find me the Squidinator." The nodded and left.
The Time Demon ate the body of the Dread Duck. He wasn't sure why. He felt a slight reduction in anxiety as he did so. Nothing close to pleasure, but at least he was less uncomfortable for a moment. Maybe it was the power in the Dread Duck. The power that sung in the heart of the universe.
The power he would use to end everything.