The universe is filled with Bliss smokers, aficionados, and addicts. But it’s far beyond even the most hardcore addict that the Bliss Baron lies. When you were a child you fell in a barrel of liquid-Bliss. Somehow you survived, but you were never the same. Now you exist in a state of perpetual Bliss, floating through the universe on a cloud of fumes. You are a universal phenomenon, cherished by those who get high in your wake.