
His name was Whiskers. Just Whiskers.
Perfect life in Neo-Tokyo. Morning sunbeams. Mom's lap. Dad's scratches. Brothers and sisters everywhere.
Life was simple.
Life was GOOD.
THE FIRST CAT TO THE MOON
His name was Whiskers. Just Whiskers.
Perfect life in Neo-Tokyo. Morning sunbeams. Mom's lap. Dad's scratches. Brothers and sisters everywhere.
Life was simple.
Life was GOOD.
April 15th, 2040. EVERYTHING CHANGED.
Men in white coats. "Perfect specimen." They took him.
HE NEVER GOT TO SAY GOODBYE.
They called it "conditioning."
WHISKERS CALLED IT TORTURE.
Zero gravity. Pressure suits. Eating from tubes. No more warm laps.
Dreams don't change DESTINY.
June 3rd, 2040. LAUNCH DAY.
T-minus 10... 9... 8...
He thought of Mom.
3... 2... 1...
IGNITION.
Day 7. FLOATING IN THE VOID.
Earth shrinks. Moon grows. Family waits.
They call him a pioneer.
BUT ALL HE WANTS IS TO GO HOME.
MOON CAT made 830 Million tokens but he's floating in space and can't spend them
830,000,000 $MC
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