In a world where cats are the pinnacle of evolution, the One Realitied Cat Theory proposes that reality is not what we think it is. It's a catnip-filled haze, a scratching post of perceptions, where the only constant is the cat's whimsical will.

Imagine, if you will, a cat's gaze upon the cosmos. The stars align not to form constellations, but to resemble the perfect catnip sprinkle. The planets orbit not in a vacuum, but in a never-ending cycle of paw-some gravitational pull.