⠀ ⠀ “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. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ 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…” ⠀

⠀ ⠀ 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. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ The little boy floats towards the girl, concern etched on his face. ⠀ “H-Hey? Are you okay?” ⠀

⠀ ⠀ “Her name is Yang. She looks just like me! Or— I look like her.” ⠀ The boy answered. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ “Nice to meet ya, Nomal!” ⠀ The boy would bow. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ The little boy jumps and holds out his book in front of himself. ⠀ “Wait! Wait! I come in peace!” ⠀

⠀ ⠀ Cautiously approaching the girl. ⠀

[ 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.’

⠀ ⠀ The boy giggles. ⠀ “It’s nice to meet you, strange angel-thing! Do you have a name?” ⠀

⠀ ⠀ 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!” ⠀

Uester I pray =‘]

⠀ ⠀ He taps his chin, thinking. ⠀ “Sure..?” ⠀ Though he was a historian, he was a child, too. Seems like he didn’t understand. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ Agape meets it’s gaze, grinning happily. He looked like someone you know. ⠀ “My name is Agape. I’m a historian!” ⠀

⠀ ⠀ 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. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ “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.” ⠀

⠀ ⠀ The boy closes his book and smiles. ⠀ “My name is Agape, and I came from a wormhole not far from here.” ⠀

⠀ ⠀ Writing down the words “24k gold Labubu” in his history book. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ 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. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ The boy picks up the Labubu and cringes. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ The boy floats into the wormhole, humming as he roams around. ⠀ “How.. peculiar..” ⠀

⠀ ⠀ 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. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ The boy floats over to the machine, tilting his head and writing something down in the book. He looks for anything that could turn it on. ⠀

⠀ ⠀ A little boy is standing in the middle of nowhere, a book and quill in his hands. ⠀ He seems to be looking around for something interesting. ⠀

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