Comedy

The multiverse is wide beyond imagination, countless universes and realms with unique laws and environments. Yet even among the myriad races, there exist those pinnacle few. Mythical beings and sovereign creatures of such power that the sheer weight of their Existence sends ripples throughout not just space and time, but Fate, Karma even...the Brown.
    Of course no race is truly insignificant, as even from those unblessed by the hands/ proboscises/ appendages/ etc that forged them hail champions whose legends are such that none dare take them lightly. The Dread Ziriothrax, The Twister of Time and...Vigilante-Man to name a few.
    Yet this is not a tale of such beings.
    This is a tale of a species so bizarre it exceeds multiversal minimum sanity standards to the nth degree. A species so shunned even Evolution herself disowned them. This is the tale of one such being and the disastrous mark he left on the multiverse.
    This is >strong>The>/strong>>strong>Tale of a Trinacornagon.>/strong>
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    This is a serious story.
    Cover is drawn by a trusted colleague and co-originator of this story.
    [Participant in NovelFire Writathon Challenge...or am I? Seriously, am I? I can't remember]