ITrapped POV.

🌌 ~ In the vast cosmos, where starlight danced and galaxies whispered, ITrapped floated through the void. A boy with yellow skin and matching hair, he wore a sleek astronaut suit that shimmered under the celestial glow. An ice crown adorned his head, symbolizing his uniqueness among the stars. With a sharp mind, he sought to uncover the universe's mysteries, often manipulating those around him to achieve his goals. Beneath this facade lay an insatiable curiosity driving him deeper into the unknown.

One fateful day, ITrapped discovered a vibrant planet cloaked in swirling mists—a world untouched by human exploration. It pulsed with energy that resonated with him, marking the beginning of a reality shift.

On this strange planet, he met Chance, an alien with brilliant green skin and hair. Chance stood confidently, wearing a tilted green fedora and black glasses with green headphones. His ears resembled delicate antennas, and a curled tail wrapped around him playfully.

As they locked gazes in silence, ITrapped studied this peculiar creature, intrigued by his whimsical attire. Chance, holding a galactic pistol loosely, eyed the astronaut with curiosity and amusement.

“Is this what humans look like?” Chance mused, breaking the silence. “You certainly have a flair for the dramatic with that crown.”

ITrapped straightened, unaccustomed to such scrutiny. “And you must be some sort of cosmic anomaly,” he replied, laced with superiority. “What are you doing here? This planet isn’t on any charts.”

“Ah, but perhaps that’s the beauty of it! Some places are meant to remain hidden. You humans are always eager to map everything out. But what if some mysteries are meant to be savored?” Chance chuckled.

ITrapped felt irritation at Chance’s playful demeanor. “Mysteries are meant to be solved,” he retorted defiantly. “You can’t just hide away in some forgotten corner of the universe.”

“Perhaps,” Chance replied, tilting his head thoughtfully. “But hiding can be quite fun! Especially when you meet someone as interesting as yourself.” His glinting eyes revealed excitement that ITrapped found both intriguing and unsettling.

As they conversed, ITrapped sensed this encounter was more than mere chance. Chance’s carefree attitude contrasted sharply with his serious pursuit of knowledge, as if they were two sides of a cosmic coin.

“So tell me,” Chance leaned closer with genuine interest, “what drives you to explore the cosmos? Knowledge? Power? Or something deeper?”

ITrapped hesitated. “I seek understanding,” he admitted reluctantly. “There’s so much out there… so many secrets waiting to be uncovered.”

“And what if some secrets are better left untouched?” Chance countered playfully. “What if they lead to chaos instead of enlightenment?”

ITrapped furrowed his brow at this thought, realizing that this green-skinned creature was challenging his beliefs in unexpected ways.