## May 29th, 5100 A.W.E.

**Louvre Museum in Paris:**

There is a grand exhibition with photographers everywhere. Today is the grand unveiling of the great art of the artist Emily, the biggest artist in the world: The Art of Black.

*A black car approaches the entrance and stops in front of the entrance. The door of the car opens, and a foot steps out. It is S.*

*Photographers line both sides of the red carpet as S steps onto it. Everyone is stunned and shaking in fear. A girl holding a pad approaches.*

**Girl:** "Sir?"

*S goes to the girl.*

**S:** "You called me?"

**Girl:** "Can I have your autograph?"

**S:** "What?"

**Girl:** "I am your fan and would like your autograph, please."

**S:** "What the hell? You do know that I am the King of Kings, right? The King of the Black Night and White Moon. The King for the Dark Night."

**Girl:** "Yes."

**S:** "And you still want my autograph?"

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**Girl:** "Yes. You saved everyone."

**S:** "What the hell? I killed nearly all of the population."

**Girl:** "But you saved everyone afterward."

**S:** "Well, I guess that's true. Fine, give me your pad. Here is my autograph. Anyone else want my autograph?"

*A huge crowd starts screaming his name, saying, "Please give me one! We love you!"*

**S:** "Whoa, I didn't expect that."

**Girl:** "Sir, can I also have a photo?"

**S:** "Sure, why not? Anyone want photos too?"

*All the photographers start taking his picture, yelling, "Sir, here! Sir, please! Just a little to the right, sir! Perfect!"*

**S:** "That's enough. I have to go."

*S enters the main hall, sees the Mona Lisa, and says, "That painting is great. I am buying it for my house."*

*S comes in front of the painting called The Black Death. Beside the painting stands the artist, Emily, who is wearing glasses. S approaches Emily, who is shaking in fear.*

**S:** "So you are Q's other self."

*Emily hugs S.*

**Emily:** "I love you."

**S:** "What the hell?"

**Emily:** "You're more handsome in person. I love you."

**S:** "Wait, wait, wait. Let's go back a little. Aren't you Q? So what the hell are you talking about?"

**Emily:** "Well, precisely, I am her other self—her emotions."

**S:** "Wait, does that mean Q loves me?"

**Emily:** "Oh yeah, she is head over heels in love with you. She fell for you the moment you two met."

**S:** "So does that mean you didn't steal the project?"

**Emily:** "Oh hell no! I have no idea who stole it, but it wasn't me, that's for sure."

**S:** "Okay then, can you let me go? You're holding me pretty tightly."

**Emily:** "No way! I finally found you, so I am never letting you go. I love you!"

**S:** "Oh God, please! Please save me."