My name is. T. Utherguy, and it is my sole quest in this world to immanentize the eschaton. Why, I engineered these whole end times just to give myself the opportunity, did I not? Years, decades of careful planning, all leading up to this one moment, where I stood before the
Acme Eschaton Immanentizer, its two buttons - END and STOP - blinking at me.
It was at this point that I realised that, in engineering the end times, I had accidentally omited to preserve any power in the electricity grid, and the Acme Eschaton Immanentizer needs a consistent source of power in order to operate. No matter; even in these end times I would be able to find a mostly-functional battery pack that would last long enough. I started my quest to find one.
Along the way, I would encounter many future rules that would go into more detail about what form the end times had taken, and how the world was reconfigured in its wake.