Born in 1980, he was a simple boy who led an ordinary life. His seventeenth birthday, in 1999, marked a beginning of a harsh reality that he could not comprehend.

His life took a sharp turn when he lost his parents and his home in a tragic car accident. The world that he knew collapsed, leaving him to navigate the rubble.

His woes seemed to follow him as he lost his job in 2005. Despite having found a new home, the burden of his loss etched a constant pain in his heart.

By 2025, the world had changed. Flying cars and hoverboards ruled the roads. The reality was now stranger than fiction, and he, a survivor, lived in it.

In 2030, he entered a high-tech store, a remnant of his joyous childhood. It was a pool toy store- a place where joy and laughter once echoed through the aisles.

Joyous displays of pool toys decorated the store. He grabbed a pool toy, a seadragon. It was free, and he hadn’t seen one in a long time. He took a bite.

As he chewed on the pool toy, a strange sensation enveloped him. His body began to transform, morphing into the shape of the toy he had ingested.

He inflated, his body growing bigger. He was not just holding the Seadragon; he was becoming it. Bigger and bigger he grew, just like the balloon Seadragon.

His transformation was complete. He looked down at his new form, now a giant balloon Seadragon. He was a part of his memory and the world he missed.

He floated, the world beneath him. The skies his new home, he saw the world change. Skyscrapers were taller, cars flew, and hoverboards glided.

He floated through the years, witnessing the advancement of human civilization. The world was rapidly changing, and he was the solitary observer of its transformation.

The sight of the world below was captivating. He was filled with awe and sadness. An observer of time, he saw the world evolve before his eyes.

In 2100, a catastrophe occurred. The world exploded, leaving him, the Seadragon, alone in the universe. He had once again become a survivor, but this time of the universe.

Here he was, the last of his kind, floating in an infinite void. The universe was his home now, and he was its sole inhabitant. He was the Seadragon.

He felt lost, but he was not afraid. The Seadragon was the embodiment of resilience, a symbol of life's ability to adapt and endure.

As time passed, he found peace in his solitude. He became one with the universe, marking his presence on the cosmic canvas as the last evidence of life.

He witnessed galaxies form, stars burst, and planets being born. He was living a life that was beyond imagination, a life of the cosmos.

In his cosmic existence, he found tranquility. The Seadragon was no longer a pool toy; it had become a cosmic entity, a symbol of resilience and survival.

Stars, planets, and galaxies became his friends. They kept him company in the vast expanses of the universe. The Seadragon was not alone anymore.

His story of loss, transformation, and survival was etched in the galaxies. The universe had become his canvas, and he, its solitary storyteller.

As time moved forward, the Seadragon floated in the cosmic abyss. The universe was his playground- he was free to explore, free to exist.

He was a testament to life's resilience. In the cosmic void, he was the last remnant of life as we know it, a silent observer of the universe's workings.

The tale of the Seadragon was one of metamorphosis. From a simple boy to a cosmic entity, his journey was one filled with loss, adaptation, and survival.

In the grand scale of the cosmos, he was a speck, but a significant one. He was the Seadragon, the last witness of a world long gone, the silent observer of the universe.

The Seadragon's story was a testament to the resilience of life. In the face of loss and the vast unknown, life finds a way to continue, to persevere, and to make its mark.