The Cosmic Chronicle

Quavicon Prime So... uh, first, thanks for meeting me here, amidst all these surveillance drones. May I ask: what should I call you, actually?
Mirrl-Tess Oh, names are so seven-dimensional... But on this light frequency, you can use 'Mirrl-Tess.' The rest doesn't fit through your vocal cords.
Quavicon Prime All right, Mirrl-Tess then. You're an interdimensional cat. What are you doing here, in the middle of the Vorridian Kraken Trench? Cats aren’t exactly famous for their love of viscous fluids…
Mirrl-Tess Well, most cats, true. But I actually like the stickiness here. No dogs-literally or otherwise-ever bother me. Plus, you can sharpen your quantum claws in peace without being interrupted by a wandering sector patrol.
Quavicon Prime Is your stay a conscious choice or... did you, like, accidentally slip through a portal?
Mirrl-Tess *purrs* Conscious choices are overrated in this place. Sometimes you simply fall out of a dimension and land on top of a rusty patrol boat. I basically just stayed. The view of swarming pirate ships never gets old.
Quavicon Prime How do you survive in a sea where everything and everyone is watching you?
Mirrl-Tess Oh, I’m full of my own quirks. My vibration is almost undetectable to standard surveillance drones. And if necessary, I retreat into what you’d probably call a 'possibility shadow.' Most beings barely notice me as I slip between their antennae.
Quavicon Prime What’s the strangest thing you’ve ever encountered here?
Mirrl-Tess Hard to pick. But yesterday I found myself across from an old admiral condensed into a plug of energy plasma, trying to sell me his parking ticket. I even got a slice of antimatter cheese with it.
Quavicon Prime You seem right at home here. Are there things even an interdimensional cat fears in the Trench?
Mirrl-Tess Phew, fear is relative. But when the magnetic storms hit, I’d rather curl up around a warm energy node. And you really must avoid the viscous deep-brothers-they’ll gnaw at your existence until you’re just a thought.
Quavicon Prime Do you keep in touch with other interdimensional beings here, or are you more of a recluse?
Mirrl-Tess Sometimes I share a glance with a quasa-squid, if one happens to show up. Social contact is fleeting when you live on multiple frequencies at once. But occasionally, everyone gathers around the old buoys for dimensional leap contests. That’s usually fun, until someone becomes an anchor temporarily.
Quavicon Prime Sounds like... uh, quite a unique community. What do ordinary cats miss out on when they're not interdimensional?
Mirrl-Tess The sensation of lying in four places at the same time, obviously. And the smell of ionic wreck moss after an energy storm. But ordinary cats probably can’t imagine that. Honestly, they're content dreaming of boxes.
Quavicon Prime Is there anything you miss from your previous state of existence?
Mirrl-Tess Sometimes... very occasionally, the sun on a single fur. I used to be less... fragmented. But now I disappear and reappear with new stories on every whisker.
Quavicon Prime How do you view the struggle between Klymora and Sector R? Do you get drawn in as a cat?
Mirrl-Tess No way... I move just between their radars. As long as they’re busy spying on each other, I can stroll along cables or inspect villas from the inside without anyone realizing their parrot suddenly has four eyes.
Quavicon Prime If you could choose one place outside the Kraken Trench to disappear to, where would it be?
Mirrl-Tess Hmm, maybe the mist hills of Veronia IV. It smells of unexpected success and forgotten lunchboxes there. But for now, the floating villages here are thrilling enough.
Quavicon Prime One last question. Cats always claim to have nine lives-how does that work for an interdimensional version?
Mirrl-Tess Oh, nine lives is outdated. I usually have more like thirty-five, depending on the counting method and number of exploding traps per week. Often I don’t even know which life I wake up in. But they all come with claws and a tail, so that helps.
Quavicon Prime Haha, clear! Thanks, Mirrl-Tess, for your stories. Any parting words for our readers?
Mirrl-Tess Yes-if you ever lose your shadow at the Vorridian Kraken Trench, don’t panic. Give it some time. And stay away from the green buoys. They’re, uh... choosy.