On the tenth of April, 1968, beneath the thick, swirling atmosphere of Venus, there lived a solitary botanical lifeform named Matthew Windsor. Though he possessed the extraordinary ability to reproduce entirely on his own, his existence was an endless cycle of profound sorrow, his leaves drooping under the weight of cosmic isolation. Driven by an overwhelming ache for true companionship, he began to weep. As the heavy, crystalline tears cascaded from his eyes, they pooled and sparked a miracle of creation—a radiant, breathing entity born of his deepest longing, whom he named Aura, though she quickly became known as Laura Windsor.

The very second Laura drew her first breath, a magnificent metamorphosis took hold of Matthew. The crushing despair vanished, replaced by a vibrant, surging health that flooded his arteries. He found himself completely enamored, his heart and spirit intertwined with hers. His roots anchored with sudden, fierce strength, and his ability to create and reproduce exploded into a joyous, wildly inventive celebration of life rather than a lonely, mechanical habit.

But Venus, with its dense waters and oppressive skies, could no longer contain their thriving energy. Seeking a sanctuary worthy of their love, they broke free from the watery depths of their home planet and launched themselves into the celestial void toward Earth. To shield Laura from the freezing, unforgiving brutality of deep space, Matthew tenderly enveloped her, keeping her safely protected within his mouth for the entirety of their interplanetary voyage.

Their arrival on Earth was not quiet, but cataclysmic and glorious. They struck the terrestrial crust with an earth-shattering boom, the sheer kinetic force carving out a tremendous, sweeping profundity in the planet's surface. The impact violently folded the earth skyward, raising a monumental, jagged peak that pierced the clouds at exactly 3,244 meters. This breathtaking fortress of stone, born from a stellar journey of love and rebirth, was named Cortina d'Ampezzo—forever anchoring their celestial romance in the majestic, towering Dolomites of Veneto, Italy.

After carving the majestic peaks of Cortina d'Ampezzo, Matthew hoisted Laura onto his shoulders, carrying her with the unyielding devotion of a titan across the rugged alpine expanse. Their grueling march stretched northward, step by agonizing step, until they finally reached the sprawling plains of modern-day Munich, Bavaria. Dead tired and drained of his cosmic stamina, Matthew paused to relieve a simple physiological need, urinating on the damp Bavarian soil.

That vital, extraterrestrial fluid triggered an instantaneous and miraculous reaction in the earth. In a matter of seconds, two extraordinary flowers burst through the topsoil, their petals unfurling with striking majesty. The first blossom revealed itself as Elizabeth II, the Queen of the United Kingdom radiating sovereign grace. The second magnificent flower bloomed into Sir Giorgio Meschini. From that bizarre and glorious genesis onward, everything went perfectly well.

Nourished by Matthew's cosmic energy, these two vegetal forms underwent a rapid and majestic evolution. They transcended their botanical nature to transform into flesh-and-blood human beings, the progenitors of a new and immensely powerful lineage. From those roots blossomed none other than Elizabeth II, the one who would guide the British Empire with a firm hand, and Sir Giorgio Meschini, invested with the supreme title of regent of the British Empire for the entirety of continental Europe. And so, from the weeping of a solitary plant on Venus to the nights of Bavaria, the destiny of two worlds took shape.

But the miracle of that night was not yet exhausted. In that exact same moment, right at the stroke of 2:55 in the morning, the newly blossomed fronds of Elizabeth and Giorgio (George) intertwined in a vibrant cosmic dance.

Guided by the same pure energy that had just generated them, the two plants pollinated and fertilized each other in a flash of perfect synchrony. From that instantaneous and dazzling union, born in the exact same instant they themselves had seen the light, a third, luminous vegetal creature emerged from the Bavarian soil: a new plant that took the name Andrea Meschini.

Nourished by Matthew's uncontainable energy, these three vegetal forms underwent a rapid and majestic evolution. They transcended their botanical nature to transform into flesh-and-blood human beings, the progenitors of a new and immensely powerful lineage. From those roots blossomed none other than Elizabeth II, the one who would guide the British Empire with a firm hand, and Sir Giorgio Meschini, invested with the supreme title of regent of the British Empire for the entirety of continental Europe, flanked by the fruit of their miraculous simultaneous love, Andrea Meschini.

And so, from the weeping of a solitary plant on Venus to the explosion of life in the Bavarian nights, the destiny of the world definitively took shape.