1 The riceful story begins ?

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There was... a single rice seed who flew across a random farm, inside a green wilderness, surrounded by green cities, within a green nation, inside the greenest continent surrounded by an algae covered sea.

Perhaps everything was green? The rice seed certainly wasn't. It's a tiny seedling without a name, covered by winds flying through the arid green humidity of this bizarre land, coated in a brown, sleek exterior.

Amongst the seeds, it certainly was a fine, fine specimen. Its body sleek, shiny and somewhat lustrous.

"...?..."

The tiny seedling seemed to have a consciousness, though it only extended as far as cognition and no further- perhaps, awareness is more apt as a description.@@