Adam Thompson strolled into the city park with the calm, lethally bored aura of someone who had mastered multiple dimensions yet was desperately craving amusement.
Ah… grass, trees, humans pretending to relax… and squirrels… perfect.
A jogger tripped over a stray pebble. Adam raised an eyebrow. Fragile. Predictable. Delightful.
He waved a hand lazily. The pebble instantly multiplied into dozens, rolling gently around the jogger's feet, forming tiny obstacle courses.
"WHAT?!" the jogger shouted.
Exactly.
Adam spotted a picnic in progress. A family struggled with their sandwiches. Food… potential entertainment.
He flicked his fingers. Sandwiches sprouted tiny legs and performed synchronized dances on the picnic blanket. A soda can wiggled across the table like a tiny snake.
"Stop it! My lunch!" the mother screamed.
Perfect reaction.
A pigeon strutted past. Adam waved. It immediately grew a tiny crown and a sash labeled King of Chaos, hopping majestically onto a park bench.
Children nearby laughed hysterically. Yes… engagement level… perfect.
Adam sauntered over to a swing set. Swings began moving in slow, coordinated choreography. One swing gently launched a frisbee into the air, narrowly missing a startled dog.
"AHHH! My frisbee!" a child yelled.
Exactly.
He tapped a park bench. It split into several smaller benches, which began racing each other around a tree. Mobility… amusing.
A man walking his dog shouted, "What… what is happening?!"
Adam grinned. "Entertainment. Mild chaos. Essential for the eradication of boredom."
A squirrel leapt onto a tree branch. Adam flicked his fingers. The branch performed a perfect somersault, launching the squirrel into a tiny midair loop. The squirrel landed gracefully on another branch, blinking in confusion.
Animals… fragile, hilarious, obedient… excellent.
Adam walked past a pond. Ducks immediately formed a synchronized swimming team. A frog performed a perfect somersault into the water. Lily pads rearranged themselves into a dance floor.
"Stop! My ducks!" a man yelled.
Exactly.
He spotted a kite in the sky. Adam waved lazily. The kite transformed into a miniature dragon, swooping down to chase a confused pigeon. Aerial chaos… exquisite.
A child tugged his sleeve. "Sir… can you make my toy train race?"
Adam crouched. "Of course. But it must navigate the labyrinth of amusement." The train chugged along the winding paths of flowers, ducks, and small rolling stones, performing daring jumps over puddles.
"This… is amazing!" the child shouted.
Entertainment… abundant.
A group of elderly men played chess on a park table. Adam flicked his fingers. The chess pieces came alive, performing an interpretive dance that perfectly mimicked the battles they represented.
"This is absurd!" one man shouted.
Insanity… essential.
Adam sipped a glowing cup of coffee he conjured midair. The park… transformed. Humans… bewildered and terrified. Animals… cooperating. Chaos… bountiful. And I… am still, very, very bored.
He glanced at a group of pigeons forming a conga line. Yes… witnesses. Audience… required for maximum amusement.
Adam leaned against a tree. A frisbee zipped past him, carrying a floating sandwich that performed tricks midair. Perfect minor chaos… delightful.
He adjusted his coat and scanned the park. Every path, every tree, every terrified jogger… will be exploited to unbore me. And mortals… will never be ready for what comes next.