From out of a shapeless, timeless universe beyond our own, there came a violet gas known as S'ngac. Long had his gaseous brain pondered about the nature of reality, and long had he drifted through his amorphous realm doing nothing else. Gazing into our smaller sphere of shapes and linear time and gravitational pull, he found it more interesting to see for himself the many forms of existence which could arise out of the ultracosmic void that is Chaos. So into our universe he flew, seeing before him many planets, planetoids, stars, nebulae, comets, and other celestial bodies which were remarkably novel to his senses. He soared past the Pillars of Creation, narrowly missed the jaws of a black hole, and long conversed with the immense ghosts of long forgotten stars.
When he realized that these bodies sometimes possessed smaller forms on top of them, S'ngac observed them more thoroughly, perceiving a wide range of shapes on their surfaces. He found worlds wh