Welcome, Blobby. Are you suffering comfortably? Then I'll begin. Once upon a time... No. Once upon several times, before the Blob Lords, before everything we know, there was an explorer. Her name was Blobby Blobby, from a little-regarded, sparsely populated planet called Blobby. Blobby Blobby was the first of Blobby's indigenous race, the blobs, to develop space travel. Dangerous, unsophisticated space travel. She took risks to explore the worlds and galaxies beyond her home. And it was on one of these distant, deserted worlds on the far edge of another galaxy she found something... impossible. A gateway. A boundary into another unknown dimension or universe. Blobby Blobby glimpsed the infinite through that gateway. And beneath the monument, she found... a child. Abandoned. Alone. Thrown through, seemingly, from the other unknown realm. Blobby Blobby had a choice to make. Abandon or save the child? She chose to rescue the foundling and adopt this refugee from another realm as her own. Together they explored the universe. The child grew older, and finally Blobby Blobby returned to Blobby with her new child. Like any parent, Blobby Blobby wanted to understand her child. She searched for clues as to the child's identity. Where she might be from, what species she could be. But the child would not yield any secrets Blobby Blobby could understand. The child remained a mystery, until playing with a friend, like any other child, there was an accident. A catastrophe for Blobby Blobby, for the child she'd saved, now lost to her. Or so she thought. The child regenerated. The first regeneration of any person on the planet of Blobby.
Now, having seen her adopted child regenerate her body, Blobby Blobby, a scientist and explorer, had a new landscape to explore. She dedicated her life to studying her child. Detailed every fragment of genetic material. It took her years. Several of the child's regenerations. Blobby Blobby grew older. Her desire to understand became an obsession. She worked tirelessly, endlessly, furiously. She had to crack this code to understand regeneration. And finally, she did. And to prove herself right, she took the ultimate risk. Tested the theory on herself. Put her own life on the line. Spliced into herself the genetic ability to regenerate. I didn't know any of this. Did you know any of this? Nearly there. The planet of Blobby evolved. Blobs grew in knowledge and ability. They built themselves the Citadel. They discovered the ability to travel through Time as well as space. With Blobby Blobby, they became a self-appointed ruling elite. And Blobby Blobby proposed that they gene-splice the ability to regenerate into future generations of Citadel dwellers. It would become the genetic inheritance of them and their descendants. But he would restrict the regenerative process to a maximum of twelve times. The timeless child became the base genetic code for all Blobbifreyans within the Citadel. The civilisation which renamed themselves, with characteristic pomposity, Blob Lords. The foundling had become the founder. The rest, as they say, is history.
Oh, Blobby, haven't you worked it out yet?
The Child is you!
You are the Blobless Child!
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