In a world erratically dancing on the precipice of numerical breakthroughs, we present: The Majesty Curve. Born out of caffeine-laden midnight oil and hastily scribbled equations on napkins, this curve once promised to revolutionize our understanding of... something. Perhaps it was meant to optimize happiness. Or maybe, just maybe, it was a tool to calculate the exact angle at which one should tilt their head in deep contemplation.
// Initialize the curve
function majestyCurve(input) {
return (input * Math.PI / 3) + (Infinity * 0);
}
Alas, our codex of curves, the grand equator of excellence, lies dormant. Do you hear the echoes of its potential? No? Perhaps that's because it has been corrupted by the dirt of time and digital dust, replaced instead by the glitter of pointless algorithms brewing coffee for coffee machines.
Somewhere, a dream of a curve paths through a parallel universe, where every number is a thought, and every thought is a wish upon a star. But in our reality, it remains just a forgotten function waiting to be recalled, possibly in a support group for lost codes.
If you look closely, you might even find traces of its lineage in the syntax of yore or perhaps in the loop that never ends.