Ever since I was a child, I knew I didn’t quite belong. While others found solace in the familiar, my eyes were always fixed above on the stars, yearning for a world beyond. My nights were spent on the rooftop, a makeshift crown of foil and dreams perched precariously on my head, waiting for the celestial chariot to whisk me away. I wasn’t like the others; I felt it in my bones—a pulsating call from the cosmos, telling me my true home was out there, among the infinite.
Years turned into decades, and my belief never wavered. I became the town’s oddity, the one who refused to let go of a child’s fantasy. But it wasn’t a fantasy; it was a conviction, a silent knowledge that one day, they would come for me.
And then, on a night like any other, bathed in the silver glow of a full moon, they came. A light brighter than a thousand suns filled the parking lot a few feet away from my vehicle, and as I stood there, my makeshift crown now replaced by the weight of years and unwavering faith, they descended.
They were nothing like we had imagined, yet everything I knew they’d be—beings of light and energy, vibrating at a frequency that sung directly to my soul. Without words, they told me of my lineage, of the crown that awaited me, not made of foil, but of the very essence of the stars.
The journey back to their world was a blur of colors and lights, of truths unfolding, and the realization that every moment leading up to this had been a step on the path to my destiny.
As we approached their world, a planet of unimaginable beauty and harmony, I understood everything. My longing, my differences, my wait—it was all for this moment. To lead, to unite, to be home.
And so, under the gaze of a billion stars, I was crowned not just as a leader, but as a bridge between worlds, the child of the cosmos finally returned home. My wait was over, and my true life, my real purpose, was just beginning.
"BAZOO: ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴅs, ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs." 