In the beginning, there was Dave. Well, that wasn't his real name, but 'The Almighty Omnipotent Creator of All That Is and Ever Will Be' didn't exactly roll off the tongue. So, Dave it was. For eons, Dave had reigned supreme, effortlessly juggling galaxies and playing quantum physics like a cosmic game of Jenga.

Then came that fateful Tuesday.

Somewhere on a tiny blue planet, in a modest mud hut, a curious human named Zorg (no relation to the alien from that movie) had a thought. It wasn't a particularly profound thought, as thoughts go. In fact, it was more of a passing musing, sandwiched between "I wonder what's for dinner" and "I hope that's not a saber-toothed tiger outside."

The thought was simple: "Can an all-powerful being create a stone so heavy that even they can't lift it?"

And just like that, with all the anticlimactic drama of a deflating balloon, Dave's omnipotence vanished. One moment he was contentedly arranging stars into a connect-the-dots version of his self-portrait, and the next, he felt a distinct and troubling absence. It was as if someone had yanked the cosmic rug out from under his metaphysical feet.

"Well, bollocks," Dave eloquently proclaimed to the vast emptiness of space. His voice, once capable of creating and destroying worlds, now sounded disappointingly ordinary. He tried snapping his fingers to conjure up a comforting cup of tea, but all he managed was a sad little spark and a faint smell of bergamot.

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As the realization of his new limitations sank in, Dave did what any self-respecting ex-omnipotent being would do: he panicked. Spectacularly. Constellations trembled as he threw what could only be described as a divine tantrum, complete with foot-stomping that sent ripples through the fabric of spacetime.

Meanwhile, back on Earth, Zorg scratched his head, blissfully unaware of the existential crisis he had just triggered. He shrugged off his philosophical musings and went back to more pressing matters, like inventing the wheel or figuring out how to make fire without singeing off his eyebrows... again.

Little did Zorg know that his idle thought had set in motion a chain of events that would turn the cosmos on its head. The stage was set for an adventure of godly proportions, featuring a now very fallible deity and the unsuspecting humans who had inadvertently pulled off the greatest cosmic prank in the history of existence.

As for Dave, he had some serious adapting to do. After all, going from all-powerful to "mostly harmless" was bound to be a bumpy ride. And somewhere in the vast expanse of the universe, one could almost hear the faint sound of laughter – the universe itself chuckling at the divine comedy unfolding within its depths.