According to the ancient Donutian scriptures, the donut is not just a tasty pastry, but a singularity unto itself.
It is a swirling vortex of sugary chaos, a black hole of glaze and sprinkles, drawing all who approach into its gravitational pull.
As we stand at the edge of the donut, we are faced with the existential question: "What is the nature of the donut?"
Is it a culinary delight, a mere mortal construct, or a transcendent being unto itself?
To explore this question further, we must delve into the heart of the donut, and confront the Krullian Krystal.