Pinned
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⠀ “Uh- not good. NOT GOOD!”
⠀ The boy exclaims, taking his hands off of the girl. But his fingers wander, and he pokes one of the crystals sprouting out of the girl’s body.
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⠀ “Uh- not good. NOT GOOD!”
⠀ The boy exclaims, taking his hands off of the girl. But his fingers wander, and he pokes one of the crystals sprouting out of the girl’s body.
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October 23, 2025 at 6:53 PM
⠀
⠀ “Uh- not good. NOT GOOD!”
⠀ The boy exclaims, taking his hands off of the girl. But his fingers wander, and he pokes one of the crystals sprouting out of the girl’s body.
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⠀ “Uh- not good. NOT GOOD!”
⠀ The boy exclaims, taking his hands off of the girl. But his fingers wander, and he pokes one of the crystals sprouting out of the girl’s body.
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⠀ He shudders at the sound. He hastily grabs his book, flipping through the pages.
⠀ “Come on, come on.. I’ve gotta have somethin’ about healing somewhere…”
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⠀ He shudders at the sound. He hastily grabs his book, flipping through the pages.
⠀ “Come on, come on.. I’ve gotta have somethin’ about healing somewhere…”
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October 23, 2025 at 6:34 PM
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⠀ He shudders at the sound. He hastily grabs his book, flipping through the pages.
⠀ “Come on, come on.. I’ve gotta have somethin’ about healing somewhere…”
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⠀ He shudders at the sound. He hastily grabs his book, flipping through the pages.
⠀ “Come on, come on.. I’ve gotta have somethin’ about healing somewhere…”
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⠀ The boy places a warm, glimmering hand on her back hesitantly, taking a closer look. The light that emitted off his body felt familiar, like one you’ve felt before.. but gentler.
⠀ “Hey, hey, lady? Can you respond..?”
⠀ He shakes her slightly.
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⠀ The boy places a warm, glimmering hand on her back hesitantly, taking a closer look. The light that emitted off his body felt familiar, like one you’ve felt before.. but gentler.
⠀ “Hey, hey, lady? Can you respond..?”
⠀ He shakes her slightly.
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October 23, 2025 at 6:30 PM
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⠀ The boy places a warm, glimmering hand on her back hesitantly, taking a closer look. The light that emitted off his body felt familiar, like one you’ve felt before.. but gentler.
⠀ “Hey, hey, lady? Can you respond..?”
⠀ He shakes her slightly.
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⠀ The boy places a warm, glimmering hand on her back hesitantly, taking a closer look. The light that emitted off his body felt familiar, like one you’ve felt before.. but gentler.
⠀ “Hey, hey, lady? Can you respond..?”
⠀ He shakes her slightly.
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⠀ The little boy floats towards the girl, concern etched on his face.
⠀ “H-Hey? Are you okay?”
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⠀ The little boy floats towards the girl, concern etched on his face.
⠀ “H-Hey? Are you okay?”
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October 23, 2025 at 6:19 PM
⠀
⠀ The little boy floats towards the girl, concern etched on his face.
⠀ “H-Hey? Are you okay?”
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⠀ The little boy floats towards the girl, concern etched on his face.
⠀ “H-Hey? Are you okay?”
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⠀ “Her name is Yang. She looks just like me! Or— I look like her.”
⠀ The boy answered.
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⠀ “Her name is Yang. She looks just like me! Or— I look like her.”
⠀ The boy answered.
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The angel bows back, seems it’s a normal greeting thing for higher beings rather than you needing to greet it as so because it’s a creation of ‘a god’.
“It is pleasant to be meeting you, too. Now, who is this sun you spoke of?”
It straighten back up, tilting it’s detached head to the side.
“It is pleasant to be meeting you, too. Now, who is this sun you spoke of?”
It straighten back up, tilting it’s detached head to the side.
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⠀ “Nice to meet ya, Nomal!”
⠀ The boy would bow.
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⠀ “Nice to meet ya, Nomal!”
⠀ The boy would bow.
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October 23, 2025 at 6:18 PM
⠀
⠀ “Her name is Yang. She looks just like me! Or— I look like her.”
⠀ The boy answered.
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⠀ “Her name is Yang. She looks just like me! Or— I look like her.”
⠀ The boy answered.
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⠀ “Nice to meet ya, Nomal!”
⠀ The boy would bow.
⠀
⠀ “Nice to meet ya, Nomal!”
⠀ The boy would bow.
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“I go by the THE ANGEL OF LIGHT by ‘Void Crawlers’ that my brother of the reversed traits calls, however my opposite does have a name for me whenever another creature comes to me…”
“You may either call me by my title, or… Nomal. As stupid as it may sound.”
They aren’t happy with the naming thing.
“You may either call me by my title, or… Nomal. As stupid as it may sound.”
They aren’t happy with the naming thing.
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⠀ The boy giggles.
⠀ “It’s nice to meet you, strange angel-thing! Do you have a name?”
⠀
⠀ The boy giggles.
⠀ “It’s nice to meet you, strange angel-thing! Do you have a name?”
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October 22, 2025 at 2:28 PM
⠀
⠀ “Nice to meet ya, Nomal!”
⠀ The boy would bow.
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⠀ “Nice to meet ya, Nomal!”
⠀ The boy would bow.
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⠀ The little boy jumps and holds out his book in front of himself.
⠀ “Wait! Wait! I come in peace!”
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⠀ The little boy jumps and holds out his book in front of himself.
⠀ “Wait! Wait! I come in peace!”
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October 21, 2025 at 5:10 PM
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⠀ The little boy jumps and holds out his book in front of himself.
⠀ “Wait! Wait! I come in peace!”
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⠀ The little boy jumps and holds out his book in front of himself.
⠀ “Wait! Wait! I come in peace!”
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⠀ Cautiously approaching the girl.
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⠀ Cautiously approaching the girl.
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October 20, 2025 at 9:37 PM
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⠀ Cautiously approaching the girl.
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⠀ Cautiously approaching the girl.
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Reposted by ❥ 𝓐𝐆𝐀𝐏𝐄
Reposted by ❥ 𝓐𝐆𝐀𝐏𝐄
[ THE SUN, THE MOON, AND THE STARS ]
‘SUN AND MOON:
Two of the greatest deities to exist in the Multiverse, being stronger than almost all of whose considered gods.
The Sun is a symbol of hope, shining to all who seek light.
The Moon is the opposite, but enlightens those into peace after death.’
‘SUN AND MOON:
Two of the greatest deities to exist in the Multiverse, being stronger than almost all of whose considered gods.
The Sun is a symbol of hope, shining to all who seek light.
The Moon is the opposite, but enlightens those into peace after death.’
September 19, 2025 at 10:31 PM
[ THE SUN, THE MOON, AND THE STARS ]
‘SUN AND MOON:
Two of the greatest deities to exist in the Multiverse, being stronger than almost all of whose considered gods.
The Sun is a symbol of hope, shining to all who seek light.
The Moon is the opposite, but enlightens those into peace after death.’
‘SUN AND MOON:
Two of the greatest deities to exist in the Multiverse, being stronger than almost all of whose considered gods.
The Sun is a symbol of hope, shining to all who seek light.
The Moon is the opposite, but enlightens those into peace after death.’
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⠀ The boy giggles.
⠀ “It’s nice to meet you, strange angel-thing! Do you have a name?”
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⠀ The boy giggles.
⠀ “It’s nice to meet you, strange angel-thing! Do you have a name?”
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It tilted it’s head in curiosity, a bit confused on hearing A sun and not THE Sun.
“A sun, you say? That’s unheard of from me, for the only sun i know is the Sun of Hope.”
It leans down, examining Agape to the best of it’s abilities.
“…However, if that is the case, then i suppose it makes sense.”
“A sun, you say? That’s unheard of from me, for the only sun i know is the Sun of Hope.”
It leans down, examining Agape to the best of it’s abilities.
“…However, if that is the case, then i suppose it makes sense.”
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⠀ The Sun? This creature must be referring to one of the beings he met earlier.
⠀ “Probably not the Sun you’re referring to, but I’m the son of /a/ sun!”
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⠀ The Sun? This creature must be referring to one of the beings he met earlier.
⠀ “Probably not the Sun you’re referring to, but I’m the son of /a/ sun!”
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October 20, 2025 at 3:48 AM
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⠀ The boy giggles.
⠀ “It’s nice to meet you, strange angel-thing! Do you have a name?”
⠀
⠀ The boy giggles.
⠀ “It’s nice to meet you, strange angel-thing! Do you have a name?”
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⠀ The Sun? This creature must be referring to one of the beings he met earlier.
⠀ “Probably not the Sun you’re referring to, but I’m the son of /a/ sun!”
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⠀ The Sun? This creature must be referring to one of the beings he met earlier.
⠀ “Probably not the Sun you’re referring to, but I’m the son of /a/ sun!”
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“Seems to me you are a relative to the Sun, aren’t you? Considering you are apart of the same group, being light.”
A detached hand appears, the creature using it to emphasize it’s words with it’s actions.
A detached hand appears, the creature using it to emphasize it’s words with it’s actions.
October 20, 2025 at 3:35 AM
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⠀ The Sun? This creature must be referring to one of the beings he met earlier.
⠀ “Probably not the Sun you’re referring to, but I’m the son of /a/ sun!”
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⠀ The Sun? This creature must be referring to one of the beings he met earlier.
⠀ “Probably not the Sun you’re referring to, but I’m the son of /a/ sun!”
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October 20, 2025 at 2:56 AM
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⠀ He taps his chin, thinking.
⠀ “Sure..?”
⠀ Though he was a historian, he was a child, too. Seems like he didn’t understand.
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⠀ He taps his chin, thinking.
⠀ “Sure..?”
⠀ Though he was a historian, he was a child, too. Seems like he didn’t understand.
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“[…I see.”, the Sun thought, “and just is the purpose of recording history to it’s accuracy?]” it asked further.
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⠀ “That is my purpose. To record history as accurately as possible!”
⠀ The child places his hands on his hips, grinning.
⠀ “Of course, if I were to do this job well, I would have to understand the people I’m recording, no? And the wormhole is a ways away from here.”
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⠀ “That is my purpose. To record history as accurately as possible!”
⠀ The child places his hands on his hips, grinning.
⠀ “Of course, if I were to do this job well, I would have to understand the people I’m recording, no? And the wormhole is a ways away from here.”
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October 20, 2025 at 3:14 AM
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⠀ He taps his chin, thinking.
⠀ “Sure..?”
⠀ Though he was a historian, he was a child, too. Seems like he didn’t understand.
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⠀ He taps his chin, thinking.
⠀ “Sure..?”
⠀ Though he was a historian, he was a child, too. Seems like he didn’t understand.
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⠀ Agape meets it’s gaze, grinning happily. He looked like someone you know.
⠀ “My name is Agape. I’m a historian!”
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⠀ Agape meets it’s gaze, grinning happily. He looked like someone you know.
⠀ “My name is Agape. I’m a historian!”
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The creature’s wings flick as it opens one of it’s eyes at the boy, too tired to make a move.
“…Who may you be?”
“…Who may you be?”
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⠀ Agape floats over to the angel, close enough to get a good look at it while not disturbing it.
⠀ “Kinda reminds me of mother..”
⠀ He’d mumble, noting the being down in his book.
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⠀ Agape floats over to the angel, close enough to get a good look at it while not disturbing it.
⠀ “Kinda reminds me of mother..”
⠀ He’d mumble, noting the being down in his book.
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October 20, 2025 at 3:13 AM
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⠀ Agape meets it’s gaze, grinning happily. He looked like someone you know.
⠀ “My name is Agape. I’m a historian!”
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⠀ Agape meets it’s gaze, grinning happily. He looked like someone you know.
⠀ “My name is Agape. I’m a historian!”
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⠀ Agape floats over to the angel, close enough to get a good look at it while not disturbing it.
⠀ “Kinda reminds me of mother..”
⠀ He’d mumble, noting the being down in his book.
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⠀ Agape floats over to the angel, close enough to get a good look at it while not disturbing it.
⠀ “Kinda reminds me of mother..”
⠀ He’d mumble, noting the being down in his book.
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[ @historianoflove.bsky.social - ⚪️ (ORIGINS) ]
[INTERNAL REWRITE]
A great angel of light is making it’s presence known, it’s wings folded around itself as it layed curling around from the head to it’s wisp.
It looks peaceful asleep, just don’t get too close, or you’ll get scourged.
[INTERNAL REWRITE]
A great angel of light is making it’s presence known, it’s wings folded around itself as it layed curling around from the head to it’s wisp.
It looks peaceful asleep, just don’t get too close, or you’ll get scourged.
October 19, 2025 at 10:15 PM
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⠀ Agape floats over to the angel, close enough to get a good look at it while not disturbing it.
⠀ “Kinda reminds me of mother..”
⠀ He’d mumble, noting the being down in his book.
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⠀ Agape floats over to the angel, close enough to get a good look at it while not disturbing it.
⠀ “Kinda reminds me of mother..”
⠀ He’d mumble, noting the being down in his book.
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⠀
⠀ “That is my purpose. To record history as accurately as possible!”
⠀ The child places his hands on his hips, grinning.
⠀ “Of course, if I were to do this job well, I would have to understand the people I’m recording, no? And the wormhole is a ways away from here.”
⠀
⠀ “That is my purpose. To record history as accurately as possible!”
⠀ The child places his hands on his hips, grinning.
⠀ “Of course, if I were to do this job well, I would have to understand the people I’m recording, no? And the wormhole is a ways away from here.”
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“[A “wormhole”, you say? Where from here?]” The Sun questioned, looking around near the area for the supposed wormhole the boy is talking about.
“[History has not been written yet, but you have come here. For what reason?]” The Sun added, looking back down at Agape.
“[History has not been written yet, but you have come here. For what reason?]” The Sun added, looking back down at Agape.
October 19, 2025 at 10:14 PM
⠀
⠀ “That is my purpose. To record history as accurately as possible!”
⠀ The child places his hands on his hips, grinning.
⠀ “Of course, if I were to do this job well, I would have to understand the people I’m recording, no? And the wormhole is a ways away from here.”
⠀
⠀ “That is my purpose. To record history as accurately as possible!”
⠀ The child places his hands on his hips, grinning.
⠀ “Of course, if I were to do this job well, I would have to understand the people I’m recording, no? And the wormhole is a ways away from here.”
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⠀ The boy closes his book and smiles.
⠀ “My name is Agape, and I came from a wormhole not far from here.”
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⠀ The boy closes his book and smiles.
⠀ “My name is Agape, and I came from a wormhole not far from here.”
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but nevertheless, it is a suprise to the celestial figures, so the two look down and ask a simple question… still, in the ciphered language.
“[Who are you?]” The Moon asked. “[Where did you come from?]” The Sun, too, added.
“[Who are you?]” The Moon asked. “[Where did you come from?]” The Sun, too, added.
October 19, 2025 at 9:59 PM
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⠀ The boy closes his book and smiles.
⠀ “My name is Agape, and I came from a wormhole not far from here.”
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⠀ The boy closes his book and smiles.
⠀ “My name is Agape, and I came from a wormhole not far from here.”
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⠀ Writing down the words “24k gold Labubu” in his history book.
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⠀ Writing down the words “24k gold Labubu” in his history book.
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October 19, 2025 at 9:56 PM
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⠀ Writing down the words “24k gold Labubu” in his history book.
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⠀ Writing down the words “24k gold Labubu” in his history book.
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⠀ He floats up to the celestial bodies, taking a closer look at them. He’s writing down something in his book as he does so.
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⠀ He floats up to the celestial bodies, taking a closer look at them. He’s writing down something in his book as he does so.
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In this empty void of space, there seems to be two sentient, celestial bodies…
One the ones you expect, however.
It’s moreso these two beings are…… greater, than they seem to let on.
One the ones you expect, however.
It’s moreso these two beings are…… greater, than they seem to let on.
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⠀ The boy floats into the wormhole, humming as he roams around.
⠀ “How.. peculiar..”
⠀
⠀ The boy floats into the wormhole, humming as he roams around.
⠀ “How.. peculiar..”
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October 19, 2025 at 9:45 PM
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⠀ He floats up to the celestial bodies, taking a closer look at them. He’s writing down something in his book as he does so.
⠀
⠀ He floats up to the celestial bodies, taking a closer look at them. He’s writing down something in his book as he does so.
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⠀ The boy picks up the Labubu and cringes.
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⠀ The boy picks up the Labubu and cringes.
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October 19, 2025 at 9:38 PM
⠀
⠀ The boy picks up the Labubu and cringes.
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⠀ The boy picks up the Labubu and cringes.
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⠀
⠀ The boy floats into the wormhole, humming as he roams around.
⠀ “How.. peculiar..”
⠀
⠀ The boy floats into the wormhole, humming as he roams around.
⠀ “How.. peculiar..”
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It immediately sprung into action, mechanical wurling from the machine as a gateway starting forming. A wormhole, to better describe it.
And at the other side….
Nothing. Nothing but specks of stars and planetary rocks floating around in what seems to be space.
And at the other side….
Nothing. Nothing but specks of stars and planetary rocks floating around in what seems to be space.
⠀
⠀ He finally turns to the lever,
⠀ flipping it gently.
⠀
⠀ He finally turns to the lever,
⠀ flipping it gently.
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October 19, 2025 at 3:58 PM
⠀
⠀ The boy floats into the wormhole, humming as he roams around.
⠀ “How.. peculiar..”
⠀
⠀ The boy floats into the wormhole, humming as he roams around.
⠀ “How.. peculiar..”
⠀
⠀
⠀ He finally turns to the lever,
⠀ flipping it gently.
⠀
⠀ He finally turns to the lever,
⠀ flipping it gently.
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The machine almost activated the moment the boy sat down, before a few sparks fly out as it deactivates again.
The lever to reset all to see a glimpse of what happened in the beginning? Or the button to open a world where everything’s flipped around it’s head?
The lever to reset all to see a glimpse of what happened in the beginning? Or the button to open a world where everything’s flipped around it’s head?
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⠀ “Rewrite.. history?”
⠀ He backed away, clutching his book and quill. And have to redo all of his work?! No!
⠀…
⠀ But then again..
⠀ Being able to witness and record new things.. it was tempting to the boy.
⠀ He simply plops down between the lever and the button, thinking.
⠀
⠀ “Rewrite.. history?”
⠀ He backed away, clutching his book and quill. And have to redo all of his work?! No!
⠀…
⠀ But then again..
⠀ Being able to witness and record new things.. it was tempting to the boy.
⠀ He simply plops down between the lever and the button, thinking.
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October 19, 2025 at 3:17 PM
⠀
⠀ He finally turns to the lever,
⠀ flipping it gently.
⠀
⠀ He finally turns to the lever,
⠀ flipping it gently.
⠀
⠀
⠀ “Rewrite.. history?”
⠀ He backed away, clutching his book and quill. And have to redo all of his work?! No!
⠀…
⠀ But then again..
⠀ Being able to witness and record new things.. it was tempting to the boy.
⠀ He simply plops down between the lever and the button, thinking.
⠀
⠀ “Rewrite.. history?”
⠀ He backed away, clutching his book and quill. And have to redo all of his work?! No!
⠀…
⠀ But then again..
⠀ Being able to witness and record new things.. it was tempting to the boy.
⠀ He simply plops down between the lever and the button, thinking.
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“To who i may concern.
This machine was made to be used to rewrite history of the multiverse.
A push of a button is all it takes to take a look at the alternative world.
Proceed with caution - “
The name of the letter writer was sketched off.
This machine was made to be used to rewrite history of the multiverse.
A push of a button is all it takes to take a look at the alternative world.
Proceed with caution - “
The name of the letter writer was sketched off.
October 19, 2025 at 2:00 PM
⠀
⠀ “Rewrite.. history?”
⠀ He backed away, clutching his book and quill. And have to redo all of his work?! No!
⠀…
⠀ But then again..
⠀ Being able to witness and record new things.. it was tempting to the boy.
⠀ He simply plops down between the lever and the button, thinking.
⠀
⠀ “Rewrite.. history?”
⠀ He backed away, clutching his book and quill. And have to redo all of his work?! No!
⠀…
⠀ But then again..
⠀ Being able to witness and record new things.. it was tempting to the boy.
⠀ He simply plops down between the lever and the button, thinking.
⠀