Cancer of All Worlds
I have felt the heat when stars cocoon themselves and emerge as butterflies, and I have witnessed the silence that descends when the universe resets to zero. I have raced through the interstellar gate
A dazzling trajectory crossed the sky, but under the kaleidoscopic glow of the night market's neon lights, it vanished in the blink of an eye, disappearing from everyone's sight.
After a violent collision, a meteorite, dark gray and the size of a basketball, plunged into a narrow alley, embedding itself deeply in the concrete.
The tremendous crash scared off the stray dogs scavenging through the heaps of garbage, yet it was still drowned out by the clamor of the night market.
As the faint scent of burning dissipated, the red-hot glow on the meteorite faded, but the disturbance was far from over.
Inside the meteorite lay a mass of pink jelly-like substance. Despite the intense heat of friction, it neither boiled nor deteriorated, instead transforming quietly.
The meteorite's surface spontaneously cracked into a fine web of fissures. A trace of air seeped in, igniting a violent reaction within the pink gel, as if a spark had touched diesel.
This sliver of air dissolved into the liquid, giving rise to tubular, spherical, and sheet-like strange structures within the gel. Some burst into tiny bubbles, while others merged seamlessly, proliferating rapidly.
Structures that reacted explosively dissolved again, integrating into the successfully fused formations, becoming their nourishment.
Soon, most of the jelly-like substance was consumed, coalescing into a pink, thumb-sized, slug-like creature, writhing amidst a puddle of waste fluid.
Some unknown mechanism triggered the meteorite's shell to crumble into