During the latter part of the 20th century, a large commuter rocket from the planet Tau Ceti E* was blown light years off course by a massive cosmic storm. Lost in space, it eventually plummeted through the Earth’s atmosphere and crash-landed in the centre of George Town, Malaysia.
The rocket’s unexpected arrival obliterated several blocks of old Chinese Shophouses while simultaneously deleting a surprised group of onlookers from the Hokkien gene pool. A huge firestorm then shattered any hope of a relaunch and left the alien occupants stranded here on planet Earth.
The good folk of Tau Ceti E* had been part of a mass exodus from their planet which had been completely taken over by tourists from all corners of the Galaxy.
Their once beautiful planet had been rendered almost uninhabitable by the invasion of mural-hunting, selfie-taking Foreigners.
They had decided to abandon their world in search of a new planet in which to establish a community untainted by the hideous ravages of tourism only to now find themselves stranded on a planet inhabited by strange ape-like creatures called humans.
A delegation from the Malaysian Immigration and Customs Control came aboard to negotiate terms of settlement and after much discussion the aliens, despite dire warnings of the inevitable catastrophic outcome, agreed to teach the local people everything they knew about how to make money from Tourism and Corruption in exchange for being granted MM2H.
Unfortunately, within one month, most of the aliens either succumbed to pollutants in the atmosphere or starved due to lack of nutrition in the food.
Despite their sad demise the Alien legacy lives on. In less than a month they were able to show the Earthlings how to set up awful trash shops and tasteless retail outlets throughout the rocket complex and laid a blueprint for dozens of novelty museums that would one day keep future generations of shallow souls suitably distracted from the bureaucratic mismanagement happening 20 floors above them.
And that girls and boys, is the true story of how the big ugly blot on the landscape known as Komtar, came into being.