A long time ago, in a parallel universe where evolution took an unexpected turn, ordinary animals were replaced by unique and bizarre creatures. Among them was Buzzadont—a descendant of one particularly ambitious fly that, through a mysterious genetic mutation, grew thick fur, four sturdy legs, and wings capable of keeping its comically oversized body airborne.

Buzzadont lived on a planet whose name he still can’t recall. Its skies were lit by three setting suns, and its air was filled with the sweet aroma of blooming Zroop-beans, a local delicacy. Like all members of his species (meaning just him), Buzzadont often used his favorite word, “Zroop.” It was a catch-all term, expressing joy, surprise, sadness, and even frustration. Something like a cat’s “meow” or a dog’s “woof,” but infinitely more versatile.

One day, his peaceful, buzzing existence was interrupted by a strange cosmic radio wave. It buzzed, clicked, and finally spoke in a language only he could understand:

“Zroop! Find the Form on Celestia. The Mammoths are waiting. Your place is where Zroop leads!”

At first, Buzzadont thought he’d overindulged in Zroop-beans and was hallucinating. But the signal came again, this time with an added burst of untranslatable buzzing sounds that only deepened the mystery. He couldn’t just sit around anymore! After all, in the heart of Buzzadont, “Zroop” meant one thing: time for adventure!

Packing all the essentials—a backpack stuffed with cookies, a plump nectar flask, and his beloved Zroop-deer plush—he ventured into the great unknown of space. It was the beginning of a grand journey, one that would challenge him to answer the most important questions: Who are the Mammoths? What is Celestia? And most importantly, where would his Zroop take him?

His first stop was the enigmatic world of Celestia, a place brimming with secrets and opportunities. It was there, among its strange inhabitants, that he felt for the first time that he wasn’t alone. Here, he would meet the friends who would change his life forever—but that’s a story for another time…