Wait, these are the feature of b1.4, right? I thought the first two lines should be referencing the previous part of this “fg”…
You were playing Beta v1.4 but then a creeper killed you when you where mining diamonds.
Today is just not your day.
You are a Trilobite in the Cambrian Explosion.
You notice something escaping you, and it has spikes.
Today was not your day in Cambrian.
You are now Hallucigenia.
Your spikes are no threat to a mad Anomalocarris.
Today is your last day.
You now are the said Anomalocarris.
You are Doomlightning, too.
Today is a thriving day.
You are the Ius Axioms Inc. FG.
You kind of start being forgotten…
Today isn’t a shining day.
You now are Remmortal FG.
Even Remmortal FG is being forgotten.
Today is another sad day.
You are too busy being a real plant torturer.
The roles swap, now the plants torture you!
Today is a miserable day.
You now are a human-torturing plant.
How could this become worse, you think?
Today could always be a more worse day.
You are now a plant that tortures all animals.
And the suffering keeps on growing!
Why can’t this day come to an end…
You now are a species of organisms that torture all other organisms of their own kind, including themselves.
The torturing must end, one plant thinks.
Today is a very enlightened day.
You are now a peaceful plant that teaches spirituality.
All the torturesome creatures abandon their ways.
Today last one chose the way of peace.
You now are a painless civilization.
You did something impossible.
Today is another blessed day.
Your entire civilization ascends due to spiritual enlightenment.
You get all other civs in the universe to ascend.
Today suffering is no more.
You now are a “god compound”, an “entity” made of multiple ascended beings working as one.
And then, things become so much worse.
Today is a very bad day.
You encounter Corrosion.
The compound starts to break apart as it thinks it saw a god from beyond before itself.
Today the peace ended.
You now are one of the gods who were born off the rotting corpse of the compound.
One of these beings randomly decided to wear a hat.
Today is a very headwear day.
You are now a beret.
You are thrown away after your deity decided you’re not cool enough.
Today is a sad day for clothes.
You now are a Demiurge, one of many.
All the Demiurges decide to make a new universe.
Today is a sad day for games.
You are now in a universe where Thrive never exists.
The evolution game genre dies before the XXI century hits it’s second half…
Today the genre was forgotten for the last time.
You now are in a world where sapient monkeys would never come to be.