Ah.. Cos, or some say Cosmog...

Just as you once did the Vascuous Lunala
Pews, Grant us Pews... Plant Pews upon our lake to cleanse it's beastly evolutions!

A grand space of nothingness... Hidden now from sight. The Bag! of course! Let us pew and escape feverishly. Escaping into the wee hours of... New ideas of the Ultra space...