Kanshoku

A thousand timelines could emerge from an insignificant decision, and nobody would ever know. The changes to the timeline pile up and pile up, until you can't tell that decision gave rise to the universe.
Maybe, it could happen backwards too. A few small changes, and an entirely new timeline is born.

And if someone never existed, nobody would even notice they're missing.


Somehow, it's a totally normal, probably-not-very-peaceful morning. And of course, it starts with screaming. A normal morning always starts with screaming. That's how the world works.

"Don't you realize nobody is going to hear us?"
"...You're right. Guess we'll just be stuck here... forever... and ever... and ever..." He shivered, almost as if he was told the exact time he'd die. Being stuck, he didn't know when, but he knew for sure that it was aching to attack.


Somewhere else, probably on earth, it actually looks like it's on earth. Two creatures seem to be... tossing dirt for enjoyment.
"i'M bOrEd."
"It's a perfectly normal day, Marker. There's so much to do... including... uhh..."
Stapy seems to be at a loss for words in naming anything to do other than Toss the Dirt.
"Toss the Dirt- wait."
He doesn't seem to be okay. He's trying to act mentally okay, but it isn't working.