placing "sentience" and "brassica prime" in the same sentence is a bit of a stretch. "sanity" would also be a bit of a stretch.
Another dark possibility:
There was once another god, similar to Loarnab.
It didn't feel too well one day, it fell over, sick.
The poor sickly god laid there for what seemed like years.
Then one day, a cabbage seed fell on it.
The god, covered in dirt and grime, and all sickly overr the years it was there, unknowingly and unwillingly allowed the cabbage seed to grow.
The cabbage slowly grew and grew. Much like how a mushroom or other plants grow upon other plants, a pre-ascended cabbage took nutrients and life from this dying god.
At first, the cabbage was little more than a divinely empowered cabbage, glowing in awesomeness and deliciousness.
As time passed, the god shriveled more and more ... never quite dead. Yet the cabbage grew and grew. The cabbage grew to understand its surroundings and how things grew, and the fullness of deliciousness, but it never quite understood
why
.
Finally, the cabbage found itself fully formed, bursting with awesome deliciousness, but it found itself resting on a pile of stone. A strange looking statue.
The roots of the now blossomed Brassica Prime had broken apart what was once a god. But Brassica did not know this at the time, and in truth, never would.
The cabbage simply knew that this spot was no longer fertile and it must move on to greener pastures to spread the word of deliciousness.
24-Aug-2018 00:38:39
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