The supra-axial information lock may have disappeared, but the cliff that wasn't there before and the cave that definitely wasn't there before remained standing. Perhaps if the young planet had been able to retain its consciousness, it would have felt annoyance at that. Luckily for it, it had entered into a catatonic state of pure shock it would not be recovering from for at least several geological ages.
The single hoofed foot was soon followed by three more as the creature emerged from the darkness of the cave within. The mural that had been there forever had disappeared...it was almost as if...the mural had come to life! But that would be nonsensical, of course, considering the fact that murals are drawings on walls and cannot come to life.
As the creature entered into the harsh light of the sun, its complete figure came into view. It looked like a white pelted horse at first glance as though one's brain refused to comprehend the bizarre abomination of its true form. What differed it from other, more plain horses were the three horns sprouting from its forehead and bending the space around them. There was also the fact that it sported two leathery wings that it spread out as though stretching.
"Ah, haven't slept like that since", the creature paused, frowning. "Huh, I can't remember".
It took out a cabbage in its absent-mindedness and chewed it whole before swallowing. Its blank eyes seemingly devoid of any intelligence regained a spark, a hint, a flicker of life. It seemed to stay in thought for a few more seconds before nodding as though coming to some conclusion.
"That's right. I can't remember because there are no memories in my head".
It nodded again with more certainty, as though saying it aloud had somehow made it more true.
"But then, where am I?", it asked curiously. Strangely, it had not noticed the lack of an atmosphere - not that that fact had proved to be any obstacle at all. It craned its neck as it trotted forward. Nothing but red sands until the horizon.
It blinked and suddenly noticed a small crater ahead of it. The hum of its horns grew louder, vibrating at that deep frequency that it feels as though the sound originates from one's intestines.
At the same time, The Dread Ziriothrax had somehow managed to crawl to the edge of the crater and, with a momentous effort, pulled himself over the lip. With a triumphant roar akin to the squeaking of a rusty hinge, he proclaimed his malevolent to the universe once more.
"This slight against my prosperous person shall be repaid with more than blood and steel! Your souls shall serve well as kindling to my harvest! You shall forever rue the day that you crossed Ziriothrax, Devourer of a Billion Souls!"
His voice died down and quiet once again returned to the desolate planet.
"Ziriothrax", a deep voice rumbled. "I don't know that name."
It paused, before adding helpfully. "That's because I don't have any memories".
Ziriothrax looked up to see the sun blocked out by the inquisitive face of the creature staring down at him. He looked back down. He looked up once again. He closed his eyes. He opened them once again.
"I see", he spoke softly. "This is an illusion. That dastardly Bear dared trap the illustrious Me? Perhaps any other would be caught off guard, but my plans exist within plans, and none can overcome me. It is the fate of all to become naught but nutrients for my inevitable growth! This universe like all shall be mine!"
Its voice had grown until it reached a crescendo at its final proclamation. The creature merely tilted its muzzle in puzzlement.
"I'm not an illusion. My name is..."
The creature paused. For the first time, it closed its eyes and its brow furrowed in concentration. The hum of its horns grew louder still until the ground began trembling. Boulders dislodged from the cliff behind them crashed down and it almost seemed like the fabric of space was being bent around it.
Just when the continents themselves began creaking unnaturally, it raised its head and opened its eyes, shooting out a beam of multicoloured light. To the layman, it may look like nothing more than a nice lightshow. But the vision of someone very familiar with Sanity Hypermathematics like Ziriothrax was filled with unexplained phenomena, bizarre shapes and sounds that existed outside mortal or immortal perception and a strange hint of something more.
He seemed to recognise some of these phenomena and a strange look entered his eyes before he braced for impact.
The creature at the centre of this phenomena was entirely absorbed in its own feelings. Euphoria rushed through its body like a flooded dam and it spread out its wings in a proclamation against all that stood against it.
"MY NAME...", it roared out, demanding all who heard to stand and bear witness.
"IS JEFFBOB THE BOBJEFF, GUARDIAN OF INSANITUS, REAPER OF BAIGUNS, CONSUMER OF CABBAGES".
The space that had merely been bent before this shattered into a million pieces. Eyes and mouths of colours seen and unseen launched their ravenous bodies through. They gibbered and raved maddeningly, multiplying the chaos of the moment. Before the worst could happen, however, these creatures beyond sentient comprehension took one look at the creature bathed in multicoloured light before them and promptly exploded. Their numbers seemed endless, yet none could withstand even a single glance, as though their existence was simply being overwritten in the face of a being far stranger.
Only a single cricket stood tall amidst the carnage, a solemn look on its ugly insect carapace face. A look of acceptance. And then a look of realising the consequences of acceptance. And then a look of sheer, unadulterated glee.
It rubbed its forelegs together sinisterly, cackling silently yet unharmed as the universe unmade itself around him.
"Things are about to get a hell of a lot more interesting around here"
The lightshow finally began to die down. The only evidence of what occurred were the countless tears and rifts in space around them, though the planet seemed completely unharmed, as though everything happened on a plane of existence a hair's breadth away from the physical.
The creature shook itself from its revery, before turning to the cricket and apologising.
"Sorry for the disturbance, its been a while since I've had to go, though I can't remember how long. How can I possibly repay you?"
The cricket waved a foreleg magnanimously before speaking up.
"Not a problem, if you truly want to repay me, perhaps you could take me with you wherever you go next? As you can see, I'm stuck on this godforsaken rock."
Internally, he laughed maniacally.
'This is too easy, like taking meat from a baby dinosaur!'
Unfortunately for him, he had severely overestimated its own strength. After all, he was just a cricket.
Well, it was too late now. The creature had been unleashed and, for better or worse, their fates were joined. For now....