A long time ago in the Ancient World, there was a master
archer.
He was a skillful archer with impeccable strength and
accuracy.
Although he was a young man, he liked to boast to his fellow
archers that he came from a long family history of superb
archers.
The other archers simply shrugged off his arrogance, because they
knew part of the reason why he could shoot so far and so accurately
was because someone else made his bows and arrows.
Then one day, the Archer decided to prove himself to his critics.
He modified his own bow and arrow to have incredible range. As an
ultimate demonstration of his superiority, he would aim at the
Sun.
But instead of announcing this to everyone, he kept it quiet. For
fear of humiliation, he wanted to reveal his actions only AFTER he
has successfully shot the Sun.
So he took a hard look at the Sun, pulled back on the recurve
and...
*ZOOOK!*
The arrow flew straight into the Sun. He did it!
However, to his horror, the Sun then exploded into hundreds of
pieces and spread deadly debris throughout space.
The following "day" not only was there no Sun, but deadly debris
was raining from the sky and becoming a hazard to everyone.
The other archers protested angrily "Why did you shoot down the
Sun? Now we will always have darkness, interrupted by random
flashes of deadly rain!"
The Archer replied condescendingly "Hah! You guys are just jealous
that I can hit the Sun."
In reality, a few of the other archers could have hit the Sun years
ago, but restrained themselves to avoid an environmental
catastrophe. They tried to explain this, but the Archer simply
ignored them.
He simply hummed a victory tune to himself.
While the sky came down in pieces around him.
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