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I was looking for a way to unpurple the sky and I found a black hole spewing astral dust within the storm. I could reach into it unharmed because I was made of the same non-existence.
I had to hold a piece of lava (it didn't hurt), and if I dropped it the world would end. So I tripped on the stairs, dropped my lava, and the world imploded into a giant, dark, stormy ocean. I was in a giant wooden teacup with a giant wooden spoon for an oar, trying to paddle while avoiding being eaten by the two velociraptors in the teacup with me.