In the land of Venus, planets away from Ooo, sat the Queen of the species of Creators, Rebecca. For the past thousand years, she has been performing her duties loyally, as set by the terms and conditions, the royal promise she made in turn for becoming the queen. The conditions were: she must never interfere with any issues on Ooo, for its citizens must be allowed to resolve it themselves. Secondly, if a war were to break out amongst the citizens of Venus, Rebecca must try her utmost best to keep it contained in Venus and Venus only. The final condition was that she must take action if a greater evil threatens to destroy the planet of Ooo. She kept her promise, for if they were broken, she would pay the ultimate price: death. So she kept an ever watchful eye over the planet, recording the birth and death of its inhabitants, taking note of major events. She has done such a splendid job, that she managed to keep Ooo safe whilst managing Venus to a satisfactory degree. For the past thousand years, the land was peaceful, quiet. But all of a sudden, within the span of a day, it all changed.
Rebecca felt a sudden shift in the wind. She figured that something was wrong. Abruptly, the entire universe felt off balance, or rather chaotic. She felt the hairs on her skin rise and her spine tingle. Suddenly, it felt cold. Really cold. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. She knew that she had a lot of power, so much power that she felt it even corrupt her at times. But she knew that her will to uphold her promise kept that power at bay. She felt powerful, both from outside and within her; but without notice, she suddenly felt powerless. It terrified her to no end.
She quickly vanished, for she had to check on Ooo where she noticed a terrifying anomaly. The planet felt heavier, rapidly gaining weight. The population of the planet boomed, with no prior warning. Random specs of life were popping out of nowhere with no explanation whatsoever. This was a serious problem because she knew when there would be a population boom. It was all documented, but for something to happen randomly, without her knowing, that means that someone has control of her planet now. She could no longer protect it. She had to get that control back. Eyes widened with fear, she had to leave in a hurry. She summoned her second in command, Natasha.
"Yes your highness?" She responded.
"I have to make a trip. It's urgent. You are in charge of everything when I'm gone." Rebecca grabbed her Creator's Sword and pushed it into her sheath.
"Where are you going?" asked Natasha.
"I can't say for sure. Not yet, at least," Rebecca looked at her second in command. "Don’t forget about the promises. Keep everything under control." She placed her hand on Natasha's shoulder. "I'm counting on you."
Natasha place her hand on Rebecca's for reassurance. "I'll do everything in my power to keep it all under control. You have my word."
"Thank you…" Rebecca nodded her head and vanished.
Next to the headstone of Princess Bonnibelle Bubblegum and the statue of Finn the God, sat Marceline Abadeer. It had been hundreds of years since her lover passed from old age, and since then, she hasn’t moved from their graves. She didn’t need to. When she married Bonnibelle, she gained command of the kingdom as well, an equal partnership per say. Together they both ruled the kingdom until Bonnibelle's death. While many mourned the death of one of Ooo's great rulers, she made it her dying wish, to anyone of her closest companions. She wanted peace to be preserved. And with that, everyone put their differences aside and made it happen. She was truly an icon to behold, even held in greater regards than Finn the God. In fact, no one knew why the statue was there, nor who built it, and even though Marceline had issued a decree stating that anyone who is caught tampering with the statue will be punished severely, many tried to destroy it but taking it down or even tampering with it would be invoking the wrath of glob onto whoever defiles it. Many have tried to remove the statue, but those who did suffered a long time of pain and torture before submitting to an awful, cruel death. After those many experiences, no one ever dared try to remove the statue again. Many blamed their new queen for the events, but there was an insufficient amount of evidence to secure her arrest.
