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[Hide] (29KB, 640x480) Once upon a time, in a world not so different from ours, there was a curious creature named Elon. He wasn’t your ordinary man—he was, in fact, a bit of a mystery. With his brilliant mind for technology and space, he revolutionized the world with electric cars, spaceships, and ideas that could make anyone dream of the stars. But there was one thing that set Elon apart from others.
He had the face of a blobfish.
No one could quite explain it. His cheeks were soft and wrinkled, his chin sagged in a peculiar way, and his eyes—well, they looked like they’d seen both the deepest parts of the ocean and the farthest reaches of space. It wasn’t cruel, though; it was just... different. People would sometimes chuckle when they saw him, not out of malice, but because it was simply so unexpected.
But Elon didn’t mind. In fact, he embraced his blobfish-like appearance. While others may have felt self-conscious, Elon had learned to laugh with the world, even at himself. After all, he was busy building a future for humanity, designing Mars colonies, and making electric cars the new standard.
One day, as he stood before a crowd, talking about his latest vision for a human colony on Mars, someone in the audience raised their hand.
“Mr. Musk,” they asked, “does it ever bother you that you kind of... look like a blobfish?”
Elon paused, his face breaking into a grin. He took a moment before responding, “Well, I think blobfish are underestimated. They’ve got a lot more going on than people realize. They’re survivors, they’ve got unique qualities, and frankly, they look adorable in their own way. Just like me.”
The crowd laughed, and with that, Elon continued his speech, filled with confidence and determination. After all, whether you looked like a blobfish or not, greatness wasn’t defined by appearances—it was defined by the ability to change the world.