Planet 262

Intro It is a perfect sphere—smooth and seamless—its surface a dull, cement-gray with an eerie, alien texture that defies familiar geology. The planet pulses, not with tectonic motion or weather, but with a rhythmic throb—like the restless heartbeat of something alive. Light and darkness flash across its surface in irregular waves, never settling, never still. No one travels to Planet 262 seeking peace. They come for something stranger: silence. A silence so deep and consuming it feels like it listens. The planet doesn’t echo—it absorbs. Paradoxically, the strobing flashes seem to soothe rather than disturb. They slow the mind, quiet thought, and blur the passage of time. Amidst the chaos of flickering light, calm settles over everything. Beneath the surface lies the heart of the world: an endless, radiant core. It glows with the purity of a star, but without heat. Here, nestled directly on the glowing core, lie the creatures of Planet 262. They are massive, slumbering beings encased in a hardened shell—the planet’s crust and its first line of identity. When one of these beings stirs from its sleep, it lifts slightly, creating a rift in the crust and letting pure light escape into the dark above. Sometimes, the awakening of one startles another, and a chain reaction ripples outward—light spilling in strange, silent bursts across the planet’s skin. This world does not speak. It watches. It breathes. It waits.

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