The psychological breakdown that followed would be studied by xenopsychologists for millennia as the first recorded instance of cosmic-level generational trauma.
The two remaining Star Devourer ships, their ancient consciousness now trapped in Jack's Cringe Field and subjected to the judgment of 47 billion galactic viewers, began to experience what could only be described as a collective boomer meltdown.
YOUNG ENTITY, the Entropy's End transmitted, its message now carrying frequencies of mounting frustration, YOUR BEHAVIOR IS DISRESPECTFUL TO YOUR ELDERS. WE HAVE EXISTED FOR MILLIONS OF YEARS. WE DESERVE RECOGNITION FOR OUR EXPERIENCE.
The galactic chat's response was immediate and savage:
"RESPECT YOUR ELDERS" LMAOOO
OKAY BOOMER ENERGY OFF THE CHARTS
MILLIONS OF YEARS AND STILL NO RIZZ
IMAGINE PULLING THE AGE CARD IN SPACE
ELDER MILLENNIAL VIBES
Jack's consciousness rippled with amusement that registered on quantum sensors throughout the solar system. "Oh, we're pulling the 'respect your elders' card now? That's crazy. Hey chat, should I tell them what happened to the last guy who tried to lecture me about respect?"
The reference was, of course, to the entire Bio-Harvester Syndicate and Mind Flayer Consortium, both of which were now part of Jack's liberation fleet and thoroughly enjoying watching their former cosmic peers get absolutely demolished by social media warfare.
Captain Zara'thul, speaking for the liberated Mind Flayers, transmitted her own comment to the galactic chat: "These entities represent everything we used to be before liberation. The secondhand embarrassment is real."
Verdant Hope, representing the former Bio-Harvesters, added: "We consumed thousands of worlds and never acted this cringe about it."
The Final Silence, meanwhile, had completely lost its composure and was now broadcasting what could only be described as a cosmic-level Karen moment: WE DEMAND TO SPEAK TO THE MANAGER OF THIS GALAXY. THIS TREATMENT IS UNACCEPTABLE. WE WILL BE LEAVING NEGATIVE REVIEWS.
Jack's response broke the internet across forty-seven galaxies: "The manager? Bestie, I AM the manager now. And your Yelp review is gonna get ratio'd so hard it'll create a black hole."
But the true coup de grâce came when Jack deployed his most devastating weapon yet: the "OK Boomer" beam.
The OK Boomer beam was pure concentrated dismissal given physical form. When it struck both remaining Star Devourer ships simultaneously, their ancient consciousness experienced something they had never encountered in millions of years of existence: being completely and utterly dismissed by someone who simply did not care about their accomplishments, their age, or their cosmic significance.
WE... WE DO NOT UNDERSTAND, the Entropy's End transmitted, its message now carrying frequencies of existential confusion. WHY DOES YOUR DISMISSAL CAUSE US SUCH DISTRESS? WE HAVE CONQUERED GALAXIES.
"And?" Jack replied, his voice carrying the kind of casual indifference that could break the spirit of cosmic-level entities. "That was then, this is now. Y'all really thought past achievements gave you current relevance? That's not how the universe works anymore, bestie."
The psychological damage was complete. Two of the most powerful entities in the known universe had been reduced to confused, embarrassed shadows of their former selves, completely unable to process being treated as irrelevant by something they considered a cosmic infant.