A hush fell over Number-land. Everyone stopped multiplying and dividing, adding and subtracting. Unconsciously, they all had the same thought, every integer, positive or negative, every rational, and irrational, even the imaginary, the complex, the matrices and the functions, “Zero is coming.” Little i shivered with dread. It was suddenly cold, absolutely cold, and a faint buzzing was building from every direction in the infinite dimensions. Louder now, it resolved into an infinitude of voices impossibly out of tune and chaotically out of sync. It was Her voice and it tore i’s world asunder. “Fear me children. I am Oblivion!”
Author’s Note: I had a dream once where I was an imaginary number.