The Mignon poetic pause was so soothing that Cryptokage almost forgot it was his turn to land on a planet. He was gazing carefully at the Mignonverse, ready to pick the place where he might begin his new life.
From his notebook—filled with years of scribbled dreams—he knew exactly what he wanted: a quiet, peaceful life, with room for a party now and then, and a sense of endless journey. He had even calculated the ideal coordinates with near-scientific precision.
But as he tapped the numbers into the rocket’s system—hands steady, mind focused—a deafening scream shook the ship.
“WTF!” he shouted, his hands jolting so hard he typed the wrong coordinates. The rocket shot forward, then halted abruptly at the destination.
“Planet Laurus,” the system announced. “Attributed to CryptoKage.”
CryptoKage leaned to the porthole. “No, no, no! This isn’t what I asked for. An apple tree with a worm? How’s that supposed to tick my happiness boxes?”
The terrible scream rang out again, rattling the cabin walls. The crew scrambled, peering into every corner, but the source remained hidden. CryptoKage, pale and rattled, muttered, “What the hell is that? It’s driving me mad…”
Then, while checking his capsule, he noticed his luggage shifting, wires wriggling. The noise was coming from there. He unzipped—
And found a baby.
A tiny, wide-eyed baby, giggling as it tugged at his charging cables and odd little connectors.
The ship fell silent. Everyone stared.
CryptoKage froze, then slowly scooped the child into his arms. The baby gurgled, reached for his face, and something inside him cracked open.
“This planet…” he murmured. “It’s not what I imagined at all. But maybe it’s exactly what I needed.”
It wasn’t the dream of endless parties, nor the neat calculations of his notebook. It was something unexpected—instant love, and the sense of a new beginning.
He kissed the baby’s head. “Alright, little one. Planet Laurus it is. But I’ve still got a few coordinates in here,” he added, patting the notebook. “Let’s explore them together… you and me.”
(Ch37) 19 - Mignonverse World Histoire Nineteen - Laurus
The Mignonverse had given its answer: sometimes, the wrong coordinates lead to the right place.