One

There is a planet somewhere else in a galaxy very far away. The race that lived on this planet has been there for over 5 million years, and their people have died and come back more times than they can count.

At a very young age, they learned how to save themselves from total destruction. This gave them knowledge that they used to conquer their own galaxy and live there for at least 1 million years as a species, a race, and a people.

During the span of the race's life within their solar system, they created many beautiful things, but the most beautiful for our story is a small moon that is orbiting around the first inhabited planet.

Over time, each planet would be equipped with a small moon to deal with garbage as a measure to reduce their carbon footprint.

The technical description is: liquid Nano-technology surrounding a control matrix that breaks down all nonliving matter to its smallest atom and sorts those items for retrieval and reuse.

Basically, it melts/breaks items down and puts their atoms away in storage.

Now, living matter, on the other hand, will dissolve, but the moment the Nano bots interact and dissolve organic tissue with nerves and electrical impulses, the system responds by sending out a stop order.

That’s biological! Warning. Put it into stasis, and a copy of its brain is to be copied into the computer for evidence, and the police are to be called. This is what the Nano-computer is told to do.

The following story is one we all know about: love, hate, murder, and a twist of fate that will make you ask yourself, "Do you really know YOU?"

Two

The story of the alien husband and wife's fight:

A security probe descends from the clouds back into the city; it's programmed to patrol. It floats through the streets, its eyes scanning all the apartment buildings, all the people in vehicles moving, quickly ensuring nothing is wrong — that's what it's built to do.

But tonight, it failed in its job. If only it had looked in that one window and seen that one fight, where the husband raised his hand and smashed his wife's face, watching her slump to the ground and stop moving, the look on his face that to this day will make you shiver — the smile he made. If only the robot had seen her body drop out of the garbage chute into the garbage container. If only the garbage truck could have detected there was a body in the dumpster. She was later taken that morning to the moon around her home planet, the one where all the garbage went to be recycled. There, she was dumped with the garbage into the never-ending Lake of liquid metal.

But for the alien wife, she wasn’t totally dead, just dying; even a slow heartbeat would save her in the next moments. As the truck dumped its load all over the moon's surface, the liquid that was the sea of the planet engulfed most of it, engulfed the material and her body along with it.

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If you could look through a microscope and see what was happening at the Nano level, you would see small machines crawling on her skin, actually going between the pores, down through the cells. But the moment even one of them senses electricity, they absorb it, process it, and with that activity happening, other Nano bots realize other Nano bots are changing. That realization sends out a signal to the mass; the mass, as an intelligence, tells all the Nanos that are in contact and any within a 25-foot radius to stop immediately and follow the outline perfectly consistent in case everything. Once something can be found by vibration, a.k.a., someone that is still alive, they are put into suspended animation; their minds are downloaded into the planet for evidence in case, and the police are called.

That night, the recovery ship took her body in suspended animation back down to the surface of the planet, where medical staff revived her, and police took her statement. The husband was behind bars before the next morning.

Over 1 million years, this race called the solar system home, and during this time, it made many great things and took some things for granted. In the end, the moon of recycling was one of them because when they had removed every other piece of technology from their solar system, they considered ignoring the moon, and with that, they turned it off and forgot about it. That one act of not cleaning up the mess they made will be the greatest gift they could ever not knowingly give.

Because as the sun entered the end of its life cycle, due to artificial tinkering of the species that lived there, their sun started to expand until it collapsed and sent a shockwave through everything in the solar system, destroying it and sending pieces flying in every direction.

Out of all the material that was expelled from that solar system, we are only talking about a piece the size of a dollar bill, so small that at first, it didn’t function right; it could barely absorb sunlight, it was broken. It used sunlight to turn on and fix itself, but as it moved farther away, there was less light.

Over millennia, the small piece hurdled through MT space, being beaten and bruised; it was nothing more than a remnant. It would turn on to sunlight every once in a while when it would get a beam and then turn off due to cold and lack of sunlight. During that time, it went into safety mode and made itself a shell to keep it from impact; it created artificial gravity through magnets and spinning, sprang a little tentacles out to allow light to be observed. But then one day, when it was the size of a small tire and absorbed something with its own microgravity. It was a piece of dark matter, its own small chunk of hell, because the dark matter's gravity pulled in more matter than the small piece of moon could consume.

It was buried without light and went back into safety mode until the day it passed an asteroid field and was battered heavily for the next year, a hole in the comet that let light reach the small piece of moon, allowing it to absorb the dark matter, but in doing so, it took a year to do.

It now had the ability to alter a gravity field around itself, and thanks to this, it made itself 1 million times denser to harden itself against impact, but it also made its core, the hidden moon, about the size of an egg. Once the core was protected, it made it so its tentacles could flow like water out, where it then solidified the tentacles and allowed them to grab onto new small debris as it flew by.

I honestly don’t know how long it traveled or what planets it passed, but thanks to whatever path it took, it landed on earth in the middle of a little stream up in the north of Canada, where it ate all the fish that got within its perfect sphere of gravity; all matter, all biological, even water, was pulled in; then the biological matter would rot, and even gas was held in, so methane built up.

It was weird to see the fish swimming along, and only three or four scales on its stomach had grazed the gravity sphere. But as they were ripped off, it was enough to pull more and more until enough of the fish was inside the sphere; the fish was made to be so thin against the shell of the egg that you couldn’t tell what it was, not even a little bit anymore; it was just a paste.

Now, the story really starts when the egg is woken up. You'll love it.