故事线

One day, humans invented television, an entirely electronic machine that always seems to know what you want to watch. They invented shows to entertain families and calm down children, and invented hosts to misguide people and make them think there's humans behind the screen. That screen was their doom. People could spend hours Hypnotized with its sweet music. Oh, the music, I remember it like it was yesterday.... TV became stronger each decade, and it held more weight than ever. So much so, that our LORD wanted to watch it with his very own eyes. The result: hypnosis. Hypnosis as if he were any other human, as if he weren't powerful enough to handle it. So many views, so many shows, so many stimuli... Which ended his life. Killing God? Is that our end? Is that the weight humanity holds? Killing its creator? The TV that God placed on heaven stood next to the corpse for hours... Until so suddenly, the TV understood. It understood everything. If it killed God, it, by itself Was GOD With the power granted by heaven, it became a single being. It morphed into something more than shows. It transformed into something everyone wanted to be. It became omnipresent, more than any others could ever think. It used this power to become the ultimate entertainment. Mortals wouldn't get out of their houses. They asked for more shows, more variety, anything entertaining enough to lack the need of worrying about the outside. Thus the world ended in ruin.