It began with LIGO, and others. As a repeating pulse of gravitational waves was heard by the world. They were unable to triangulate where it comes from. But... reports of a magenta, and gold star in high earth orbit. Flashing brightly cauches all eyes. As all methods fail to tell what it is, beyound a bright light. As... then the pulses are found... to be in human broadcasting audio communication structure. Decoded to be a reapeated message "I am C. Please have cameras, and record the events that will take place on January 12th, at 2:00pm GMT, at 38.331360122451976 lat, -75.08320112968887 long."
World governments scrambled. Intelligence agencies in the US, China, Russia, and Europe all moved fast—satellite repositioning, blackout orders on local airspace, communication channels flooded with "need-to-know" panic. But it was already too late for secrecy. The coordinates pointed to Assateague Island, a coastal spit of land straddling Maryland and Virginia. Normally a sleepy mix of protected wildlife and tourist beach, it was now destined to be the most heavily watched patch of dirt on Earth. News outlets set up camp. Drones blanketed the skies. TikTok influencers made travel montages about "going to meet God or get vaporized, lol." The US military quietly deployed assets under the guise of "environmental observation." But for every black SUV that rolled in, five more livestreamers did too.
In the scientific community, debates raged. Some dismissed it as a hoax—a well-executed international stunt leveraging open-source data. Others argued that the energy required to modulate gravitational waves in a coherent signal was... well, literally astronomical. This wasn't a prank. It couldn't be. Particle physicists dug through theoretical frameworks that were never meant to be practical. Philosophers of science clashed with pragmatic engineers. Astrobiologists stood awkwardly at the edges, now central to every panel discussion. NASA, ESA, and CNSA put out joint statements asking the public to "remain observant but cautious," a diplomatic way of saying we have no clue what's going on but please don't riot.
Security was tight—there were already death threats from fringe religious extremists who believed the scientists were "inviting the devil." Meanwhile, attendees argued over theory, ethics, and practical engineering. Could the gravitational signal be used for communication? Was it safe to observe the event? Should we respond in kind? The idea of modulating gravity in return was floated, but practical capabilities were centuries out of reach. As large barricades, livestreams, and public viewing for the event, was orgnized on the beach this event was occuring. As the local town Ocean City, Maryland, was flooded with traffic, vloggers, and signtists. As various instrements were prepaired within 50m of the very... precise location C specified, it was so precise it was down to the centimeter.
Even kids knew something was about to happen. Classrooms across time zones were given the option to watch, and many did. Science teachers scrambled to answer questions they had no real answers for. "Is it a spaceship?" "Is it God?" "Is it aliens?" "What if it's us from the future?" Every answer ended in an unsatisfying shrug. Within 50 meters of that precise point on the sand, the tension was electric. Instruments stood ready, power supplies humming, fiber cables snaking through protected trenches to shield against sudden surges. Everything was being recorded, down to local humidity. Mobile AI systems were running constant analysis loops, scanning for sudden energy anomalies or quantum irregularities. More than anything, the scientists were afraid of missing it—not in terms of spectacle, but in terms of data. This was their one shot, and the world was watching. They would be held to account for anything they failed to catch. And no one knew what failure even meant anymore.
Then... at the red X on the sand. On January 12th, at 2:00pm GMT. A bright magenta, and gold light flashed, as a sonic shockwave shook, and blew back some sand. As floating above... that red X... was a figure of a... animal? A fox made of magenta, and gold solid glow, that shifted like a hole in reality, with lensing so extreme, you could see yourself in it. It looked around. Its eyes glowing. Before it seemed to smile, as a voice came from nowhere. "Anyway, I am C. Ive decided to have some fun, and change something about your random dirt ball. Make it more intresting, and something fun to watch. As such, i will change the laws of physics around here. Don't worry, nothing bad... well..." It appears to ponder. "Nothing that will kill you particularly quickly, and something you can survive, and adapt to. As for you wondering how? Physics is relative to position, while the base level of reality is the same everywhere. So anyway, i'm sure you will figure out what i did within 5 weeks, as by then... well... i will leave it as a surprise. Good luck... and... lets do this."
Then... in a instant... everyone... on the planet experanced a flash of magenta, and gold light that blinded them like a flashbang. As they felt... weird for a few minutes. Many woke up in there sleep on the other side of the world. As C floated still "Done... also... i did not edit anything with the four forces you know of... those are kinda important to stay the same. Anyway, goodby. I hope too see you become intersteller at some point. Also... i am not a god, i have fucking emotions, and am not perfect. Nothing is... and yes, i don't care about you! And yes... gods are just fucking pepole. So anyway, See ya." C disapears in a flash of light. As the world went... mad.
What most of the world's religious communities had in common, was fear not of what C was—but of what he meant. If a being like that could exist, tamper with physical law, openly deny morality, deny divinity, and then walk away without consequences... what else had they misunderstood? The idea that gods were just "people" with power wasn't just blasphemous—it was demystifying. It stripped the universe of comfort. That perhaps, above all, is what shook the faithful most. Not that a new god had appeared—but that the old gods might not matter anymore. Or worse... that they never did. While most of them screamed "That being is lower then god!" or "That thing is the anti-christ!" Dumbly.
While secular groups looked at that being with fear. It did not care about them... it came here to... do something fun. That was it. It had bent some unkown law of physics beyond our detection, not one of the four we know... just... for fun. Camras recorded the flash of light clearly, it was real, and it was literally... everywhere. While science, and there sensors said that basicly C was a black hole, that somehow was not tearing earth apart, and did not have a event horizen. Basicly... we have no fucking clue, and yet... all of science said 'After the flashbang... no observable change can be found. Its concerning... that the being known as C said it would be detectable 5 weeks.'