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Void.

Disconnection.

Non-existence.

Cosmic Isolation.

Whatever you wanted to call it, Fluff knows that it can never truly describe what happened to the city of Paris.

Aeons ago, the kwamies were parts of the concepts that governed the Universe, created from Nothing, and kept existing as it was.

Doing nothing but making sure that the universe and the rules of cause and effects, as well as the ever-changing and paradoxical laws of the universe was kept balanced, protected annd unviolated for as long as the Kwamies existed.

As long as the concepts were complete.

And then the Order of Guardians happened, and they broke the concepts themselves, and ripped parts of them to be enslaved and become weapons for whatever agenda the Order had.

Fluff might not remember everything that happened due to his forced separation from the rest of Time, but he knows enough.

Some of the concepts who had parts of them forcefully shredded to create the Miraculouses, were lucky as other concepts can fill the gaps left from the action of literally enslaving fragments of concepts.

Time… was not in luck.

It was impossible for any other concept to truly fix the damage dealt to Time.

Constance was unable to, as Time is ever-flowing and cannot be stopped.

Memory was also unable to, as Time existed not only in the past, but in the future and the present as well, whether people remember it or not.

None of the other concepts will be ever able to fix the hole that was made from Fluff being imprisoned into his Shackle- or as the so-called “"Guardians”“ call it, a ”“"Miraculous”“”.

The consequences for that are… horrifying to say the least.

What happened tp Paris was simply impossible to describe.

Other than the nigh-permanant stagnation of the flow of Time in there, the seasons barely changed for years, the normally important events barely changed anything or made any impact.

And that’s not even the worst of it at all.

Due to Time in Paris being twisted and shattered beyond repair, the entire city itself was already being literally isolated from the other places where Time was flowing properly.

And the memories of those outside the twisted fragment of Time that was Paris, was also being already affected to the point that none of them can even remember Paris existing except barely.

That was the reason why Gina kept forgetting Marinette’s birthday for years whenever she was away. She wasn’t just forgetting her birthday, she was forgetting her family existed.

That was why none of the other countries ever wonder about the Akuma attacks, even though some of the Akumas have outright destroyed almost all of Paris in such a way that it was impossible to forget or cover up.

It was why none of the hundreds of the other heroes ever comes to Paris to defeat Hawkmoth.

Fluff knows that Memory was trying it’s best to stop that from happening, but it was a losing battle, and soon, no one will ever remember that Paris existed at all.

And to add more problems, Space and Matter were already being affected as well.

The trio of Time, Space and Matter were connected to each other, to a degree that it’s impossible to express.

If one of them has a defect, the other two will follow, and Fluff had already felt that the two concepts were already waning in Paris.

Places where pure voids of nothingness exist, and areas where Matter literally ceased to exist, forcing everything in that point of Space to suffer a fate of being literally Irreversibly Deleted from the universe, where not even memories remain.

And those irregularities keep growing, festering, erasing everything they come into contact with.

Soon, it will be the entire city that would be Deleted, and when it happens, Fluff knows that there’s no way for that particular damage to be fixed or migitated.

All what will be left is an area where light, sound, energy, matter, and space and time literally don’t exist.

Paris will not even be a memory. It will be as if everything that is existing in Paris currently, from the monuments built there, to the very people who live in the city, to become as if they never existed.

And Fluff can only hope that if that horrible scenario happened, that the gaps in Time won’t widen anymore, and Delete the entire universe.

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For an undetermined amount of times, Lila cursed the fact she had ever entered the cursed city of Paris almost an uncountable amount of times.

The reason for that isn’t because Ladybug did something to annoy her again.

It isn’t also because Hawkmoth targeted her or made her angry in some way.

It isn’t even because Marinette had somehow grew closer to Adrien or that that girl tried to expose her lies.

No.

 The reason why she was cursing her moving to Paris is exactly due to this situation she was in.

Pitch black darkness surrounded her everywhere.

Her was body suspended in what seemed to be an endless void where nothing exists.

There was no light, no sound. Nothing at all.

She was simply walking inside her house, planning to eat some food by using the money she had, only for that to happen.

A black rift in space opened around her, surrounding her than closing, dragging her to this… place!

Lila Rossi would have cried at the sheer, endless loneliness this place exuded.

If she was even able to cry, that is.

Her body, locked into the same form and movements she was in before being sucked into this abyss of nothingness.

Here, she was paralysed, unable to move, completely at the mercy of this void surrounding her.

Her body couldn’t move.

Heck, her eyelids couldn’t move either.

And she was pretty sure her heart hadn’t beaten even once since she was imprisoned here.

The only thing that seemed like a silver lining is that somehow, her body never tires here, so she won’t be dropping from exhaustion any time soon.

And to hammer the point home, she was sure her being unable to die here is not even a blessing in comparaison to the utter horror she was experiencing.

In this world where nothing existed but her mind, her own senses seemingly ceased to exist as well.

She could see nothing.

She could hear nothing.

She could taste nothing.

She could smell nothing.

She could sense nothing, not even the very clothes she knew she was wearing right now.

All her senses simply ceased to work in this void, and the only thing that seemed to even work is her ability to think.

She no longer knows how long she was here, supended, forcibly immobile, unable to physically feel anything.

And the kicker?

This isn’t even the first time this had happened to her.

The first time it happened was, if she can even recall it correctly, was a few weeks before she joined François Dupont school, just a few days after she moved along her mother to Paris.

She was simply enjoying the sights, and accidentally left the house after her mother exited…

And then darkness swallowed her.

That was the first time she ad ever felt so utterly hopeless, as she mentally begged for her mother, her papa, anyone, to save her from this crushing emptiness.

It took her barely what seemed to be hours for her to lose hope, and then it took her only few more time to start talking to herself to ignore the utter isolation surrounding her.

She didn’t know for how long this kept happening, but when it ended, she found herself on the ground, in her house, and it was apparently the day where she would have entered the school.

Normally, she would have broken down and begged her mother to never leave her ever again, but the horror kept going.

Her memories and feelings of what happened to her during that whole month were somehow… erased.

As if they never existed.

The only thing she felt was a huge subconscious desire to NEVER ever be ALONE.

No matter what. No matter how.

Going to the school, she didn’t know why she had the urge to talk to others and make them like her, even by lying.

When she saw Adrien, the model, her senses kept blaring.

He is special, he is important. If I connect with him, I will not be alone.

That was her thinking process.

She didn’t understand at that time why she felt this compelled to have connections with HIM personally, but she just could’t ignore that drowning sensation of wanting to be acknowledged, which made Ladybug’s harsh yell all the more horrifying to her, even if she STILL couldn’t understand why.

Ladybug was trying to stop her from being acknowledged, she was therefore an enemy, and Lila, controlled by her subconscious fear, ended up hating the heroine with all her being.

Sometimes around that, she once again ended up into the same void, and the memories of her harrowing experience returned, which nearly threw her into a mental breakdown.

That was her life at this point.

Being trapped into this hellish void, deprived from all her senses and mobility, with no one but herself existing here. From this angle, she could see her actions, could ask questions–why Adrien in particular? Why did she hate Ladybug so much?

Then returning to the original world, while forgetting all her memories inside this Abyss, having more trauma that subconsciously affect her.

Then trapped once more, as she remembered ALL the other times she was “temporarily deleted” from her world.

And as she is there, unable to do anything but look blankly at the darkness in front of her, she can only pray and beg for people to help her.

Mama, Papa, please, help me.

I dont care who saves me, Ladybug, Hawkmoth, even the Devil himself, I don’t care! Just please save me!

I… I just don’t want to be alone any more…

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Eons ago, the cosmos came into being, expanding infinitely, branching, without any stop or interruption. Creating universes, multiverses and more in the process.

Eons ago, just a little after the cosmos came to being, Concepts came into existence, stabilising the cosmos, making sure it won’t collapse on itself. Making sure the cosmos keeps existing, to no longer become nothing just like it had been.

Space, Time and Matter came to be, and with them came the other concepts such as Constance, Change, Chaos, Balance, and Order.

More time had passed, and Weight, Gravity and Mass came to be, causing the birth of Attraction and Repulsion, and with them, small dust, rocks, and more elements, started to latch on each other, creating heavier entities, until they became too heavy, and their atomic composition started to change.

Stars started coming to existence.

A very, very long time later, the cosmos was filled with galaxies, each filled with stars and planets.

An even longer time later, humans came to be, along with many other species and life-forms, and with them, came the existence of human emotions, and other concepts related to them.

Only recently, just a few millenias ago, few humans got enough knowledge to use the powers of the Concepts, by binding a fragment of a concept into a magically made item.

Whether their reason of this was because of greed, ambition, desire, want to help, to make life easier, to protect; all this doesn’t matter anymore.

The concepts had fragments of them ripped off, sealed and used for the goals of the Order.

And the Cosmos howled.

The forceful fragmentation of the Concepts caused a hole to open, where no concept can fix, and the cosmos and other concepts could unfortunately only do so much, therefore, even though Creation, Destruction and other concepts were lucky to have substitutes to help them, other concepts such as Space and Time had no such luck, therefore, the hole kept existing inside of them.

And as long as they weren’t complete, the hole will keep staying open.

A dozen centuries ago, in a plane of existence that cannot be defined by space or time, an existence was born. Born from this incomplete state the concepts were in. But even so, it was still a baby, unable to feel or comprehend what’s going on around it. Unable to comprehend what the reason of it’s birth really was.

It simply kept rotating between sleeping and looking at whatever it can see from the cosmos just like a baby.

In the plane of existence that cannot be defined by space or time, the existence grew, gaining intelligence. It slowly started to understand a few of the machinations of the cosmos, knowing to a degree how the concepts existed.

Yet it still didn’t comprehend what it was, and how it came to be, as that was still difficult for it to understand.

It would be a few centuries later, that it would have realised that it was born from the Cosmic holes caused by the fragmentation of the Concepts and the creation of the Miraculouses.

At that point, it was still too young, naive, relatively speaking, and it barely had the ability to understand the bigger problem.

Why is that something so bad? After all, even though it was bad, that incident had given birth to it, so wasn’t it fine?

It can’t be that it was unwanted, right? It can’t be that it’s existence was just a mistake, right? That it was undesired, right? Weren’t all concepts sacred? Even an entity like itself?

This process of thought kept appearing in it’s mind, and its naivete causes it to shrug the implications of such relevations.

Of course, the other concepts around it were probably feeling awkward or something? It cannot be possible that they don’t want to interact with it willingly. After all, it was a part of the cosmos as much as they were.

That was what it kept thinking for years.

A few more years later, it tried to interact with it’s neighbours once it had figured out how to, believing that they just didn’t know how to connect to it on their own, so it wanted to be the one that befriended them first.

It didn’t expect what would happen.

The moment its existence made a small connection to the existence of the other concepts, including Time, that was still damaged, an extreme pull overwhelmed the child concept, a sensation of pain letting itself be known for the first time, and much to it’s horror, it felt it’s essence being deleted by being into contact with the other concepts.

Quickly, it retreated, fear and confusion filling it as it couldn’t comprehend what it had experienced. It was the first time it had ever felt pain, and it was shocked.

Why? Why did it nearly die back then? Do they really hate it? Or hate the way it came to be?

It was still unable to comprehend what the problem was, and few more times, it tried once again, with the same result.

In the end, it retreated back to its plane, alone, feeling afraid of why it isn’t capable of interacting with it’s sibilings, as it saw them.

For a few years, it had closed on itself, wondering what to do, and during that time, it discovered a few things about itself.

It wasn’t completely original. It wasn’t born from a new concept, or something like that, it was a result of being born from the shattering of certain concepts, it held a small power of said concepts as well.

True, it didn’t handle a candle compared to the concepts themselves, but they didn’t seem to be able to harm it as long as it didn’t interact with them first.

So as much as it hated leaving it’s neighbours, it had to, and thus started roaming the universe.

It was only centuries later, just a little before Emilie Agreste, a human, goes into a coma, that the entity reached the Earth, wanting to see this planet where it had felt that the concepts were a little… subdued.

It was wondering what the big deal was, and it’s senses guided it into Gabriel Akumatising himself to cure Emilie.

It watched in fascination as the couple had declared, in what is apparently a rare occurence if the kwamies’ reaction is correct, that they should destroy the miraculouses since it is too harmful to keep around, and then, another akuma was born.

It watched as the akuma unleashed some sort of energy, and the jewels the humans wore started shattering.

But the fun didn’t last long, as the being had barely felt dread before a feeling of loss started swallowing it.

If it can, it would have blinked as for a moment, it couldn’t understand, and then it did.

And if it had a mouth, it would have screamed.

No.

It’s essence is leaving it. Returning back to the shattered concepts, fixing them.

And at the same time, as the breaks in the cosmos was repairing itself, it’s existence was being erased. Deleted. Rejected.

No. No NO. NONONONO!!!!

It didn’t want to die!

It didn’t want to cease to exist!

It wanted to live! To thrive!

It couldn’t just let this occur!

With desperation, it, for the first time, had used the remaining power of whatever it still has left from the broken concepts.

And it just happened that the power the most prominent in it was Time.

The cosmos, being too focused on mending itself, didn’t get a chance to realise what was occuring, let alone react.

For a second, Time stopped moving in the cosmos, before it went backward, just a few miniscule hours before Gabriel destroyed the miraculouses.

The Being took a moment to calm down in the rewound time, and comprehend what it did, and what it nearly killed it.

It hated the fact that it had almost died, and it realised that it must take drastic actions to continue it’s survival.

With an objective in the clear, it once again went to the Earth, and this time, it carefully used a fraction of the power of Subjugation it had, making sure that Gabriel won’t heal his wife, as it assumed that Emilie being healthy is what caused the destruction of the miraculouses.

It’s meddling succeeded, but, unfortuately, while Gabriel didn’t heal Emilie, he still tried to destroy the miraculouses, deeming them too dangerous.

Again, in panic, the being reset Time once again, and changed things again.

This time, Gabriel did NOT destroy the miraculouses.

Gabriel just ended up giving the miraculouses to Fu and as a consolation, Tikki and Nooroo healed Emilie, and then in a moment of clarity, they decided to destroy the miraculouses as they are too dangerous for anyone, period!

Another reset, and this time Gabriel WILL believe he must heal Emilie and NOT throw away the miraculouses, but never actually try to heal her using Nooroo and Duusuu’s powers.

The Being felt content about this for now, as it watched Gabriel desire to use the two miraculouses to heal Emilie, believing he won’t succeed.

Gabriel created a miraculous-searching akuma and won, and nearly destabilised the universe with his wish, and almost killed the entity anyways.

Reset; Gabriel’s planning abilities were Subjucated to become limited, therefore not being able to make akumas that can easily help him, and the entity is getting really annoyed now.

It wanted to live. Was that too much to ask?

Apparently so, since now, that blond girl Chloe was terrified at her near-death, and genuinely became better, and helped Ladybug and Chat Noir find Hawkmoth by hiring hackers and using the magic of miraculouses to find Gabriel’s hideout, and capturing him, and freeing the kwamies in the end.

Reset; Chloe doesn’t get her eye-opening discovery due to her near-death experience.

But then, Adrien of all people get slowly pissed at his father’s neglect and in a fit of rage over his abusive father practically locking him in the house because of a BOOK, he snaps and kills him, and decides to go to therapy because damn his emotional health is a wreck, and Nooroo finds some way to free himself, and then everyone else.

At this point, It only kept resetting Time of the Cosmos whenever the kwamies were freed, and added another Subjucation or another thing to it’s list to control.

Adrien growing up and genuinely becoming friends with his class and apologizing to Ladybug, therefore defeating Gabriel and somehow freeing the kwamies?

Reset.

Marinette being fed of her partner’s harassmet, therefore taking his Ring, and finding an easier way to defeat Gabriel, therefore freeing the kwamies somehow?

Reset.

Marinette moving on from her crush, therefore having more time to crack open the Grimoire, and freeing the kwamies?

Reset. And just to make sure, her immediate circle of friends will also stop her from moving on.

The weather making people sentimental and causing some out-of-nowhere revelations?

RESET!

Everytime.

Everytime it thinks it will finally be able to live happily without fear, something just KEEPS popping out and nearly kills it!

At this point, it was furious, and no longer caring about how much damage that might be made, but it had decided.

If It cannot coexist with the other concepts normally, and any other option is deletion?

Fine.

It will make it’s own Cosmos then.

A cosmos where It and other beings like it cannot be rejected, where It rules over, controlling everything to make sure all is fair and just.

And it will start by absorbing the powers of other concepts first.

The more it had affected the Cosmos around it, the more it’s influence and power grew, it had realised.

Now, it will start by exerting it’s power of Time even more against Paris, weakening Space and Matter, slowly taking away their influence in the city along with the power of every concept that existed in that city, then it will target the other cities, then the planet.

It will keep targetting everything in it’s path, and when the cosmos itself was absorbed, it will create a new one.

One by it’s own rules and laws.

Without feeling the fear of being erased ever again…

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In the boundless vastness of the cosmos, a being slowly came to be.

What it was, how it came to existence, and what its purpose and goals, were things it couldn’t care about.

Lacking the ability to comprehend what exists around it, unable to focus its attention on a single thing, as its mind was similar to that of a baby, it could only do one thing it instinctually felt was appropriate.

To look around it, a feeling consuming it to do so.

Curiosity. A desire to see the unknown was bubbling in its existence.

There was no purpose for it doing so. The being just wanted to.

Soon enough, it felt another sensation.

It didn’t ponder about it, neither did it care. It just listened to it.

It fell asleep.

Slowly time passed. The being, slowly, but surely, grew.

It could feel as it no longer had to sleep every few hours, and it could feel as its attention span grew, its mind expanding.

‘Cosmos. I am in the cosmos!’ It giddily thought to itself, feeling a strange sensation in its being. Pride at having the slightest bit of understanding of where it is.

Just like a kid, it loved its new knowledge. It felt like it was holding a treasure.

It loved its existence.

Years pass, power grows, intelligence widens, and curiosity increases.

'I am a concept!’

'I live in a giant family of concepts!’

'I wonder how pretty this cosmos will be!’

'I wonder when my sibilings will greet me!’

Such thoughts consume its childish mind.

Even so, even with the growing knowledge it had consumed, it still couldn’t realize what it was, and how it came to be. It just thought it would find out one day.

Such was its innocence.

Centuries had passed, and it finally got the insight of what it was, but it was very confused by the answer, as it only raised more questions.

'I was born from the cosmic holes? From the fragmentation of my siblings?’

It would have tilted its head, if it had one.

It could feel that the cracking of its siblings was bad, but…

'But, it gave birth to me though? Was… that bad?’

Confusion was bubbling in its still young mind.

'Am… I disliked? Am I hated? By the cosmos? By my siblings? But, aren’t I a concept just like them? No! It couldn’t be! I am just overthinking!’

It decided to ignore that thought process.

Yeah! It isn’t hated. The other concepts are just feeling awkward. Maybe they don’t know how to interact with it on their own. There is no way for them to hate it, right?

After all, it didn’t do anything bad to them.

Yeah. That must be it. That must be. It isn’t in denial at all.

A few more years pass, and it could feel glee in its being.

It did it! It finally found how to interact with the other concepts!

Now, it could befriend them for real and bond with them!

A stream of energy manifested by the baby concept’s will, going out of its own domain.

Only to be met with a sensation that forced it to reel back.

Pain.

Pain and loss.

The moment its energy exited its domain, it was deleted, as the baby concept felt as if its being was being sliced apart.

It retracted, fear and confusion consuming it.

'Why? Why did you hurt me? Do… do you really… hate me?’ It thought in fear and sadness.

It couldn’t comprehend why this was happening.

Why is the cosmos and its siblings rejecting it? Why did they harm it even though it just wanted to be with them?

Still, it didn’t want to give up.

The idea of being alone scared it. It wanted to connect with them.

Unfortunately, the same results were the only thing it had gotten.

Had it been able to cry, it would have done so, as it realized that it better retreat to it’s plane of existence.

'I just wanted to not be lonely…’

More years pass, and the child concept grows. Intelligence grows, control over its power and its understanding of it rises.

Loneliness, also grows.

'Maybe, I should just… roam the universe. At least, I am not hurt when I move my plane of existence with me as well.’

With such thoughts, it pulled its energy, and started floating as the universe kept expanding.

A long journey spanning several centuries had begun, and it ended with curiosity as the child concept felt something strange happening on one particular blue planet.

'Strange… Concepts feel… weak here. I wonder why?’

Curiosity drove it, its senses guiding it towards one of the largest amount of concepts it felt on the planet.

There was two… humans? Yes, two humans talking to each other while speaking to small cute animal-like beings?

It’s instincts told it that they were kwamies.

It watched as the human woman, Emilie if what the guy Gabriel said, declared that the pieces of jewelry they were wearing, the so-called Miraculous, were dangerous, and need to be destroyed.

And so, the child concept watched in fascination as the two transformed, and then a wave of energy was unleashed, destroying the jewels they wore-

And dread and loss swallowed the being.

Confusion, then terror, as it realized it.

Deletion. Its essence, leaving it. Power, erased. Horror, consuming its being.

'No no NONONO! I- I don’t want this! I refuse! I want to live!’

In its fear, it abandoned all restraints, unleashing its power. It wanted something- Anything for it to do to ensure it’s survival-

And the fragment of Time contained within its being, obeyed.

Time, moved backward.

It could barely process anything as time was reversed, trying its best to calm down, as it realized what happened, and what would happen few hours later if it didn’t interfere.

'No! I- I will still die! I need to- I need to stop them!’

Decision made, it hurried back toward Earth, planning to stop the human couple from killing it. It managed to Subjugate Gabriel so he will not heal his wife, barely succeeding in its goal.

Only for the being to freeze, as Gabriel stated to himself, that he will destroy the Miraculouses that took away his wife, deeming them too dangerous.

Desperation entering its being, it decided it had to rewind time again.

'This time, that Gabriel guy will not try to destroy these jewels! And I will stay alive!’ The child concept thought giddily as it watched the next events.

Gabriel truly did not destroy the Miraculouses, and for few days, the being felt happy, until Gabriel had met an old man, who decided to help Gabriel, healing Emilie in the process–

And planning to destroy the Miraculous.

'No!’

Once more, time was rewound.

And as the child concept was rewinding time, another sensation was felt through its being.

“Don’t worry, Emilie. I will never stop trying to heal you!” Gabriel stated after being Subjucated to not abandon Emilie, and into thinking he must heal her on his own.

It didn’t take a day, before his akuma had managed to bring him both the Ladybug and Black Cat miraculouses.

Gabriel, wearing both, wished for his wife to be cured.

Reality shuddered, as the cosmos was being destabilized.

And the child concept could only look on in shock as the wish was affecting it as well.

Another reset ensues.

'Why?’ It pondered, a new feeling entering its being.

Sadness and annoyance.

'Why does this keep happening to me?’

It just wanted to live.

'Why can’t I just be left alone?’

It just didn’t want to die.

'Was this… so difficult? Answer me, cosmos!’

But, there was no answer for it to hear.

It just- wasn’t this enough, already?

“No! I can’t keep going the same way I was before!” A blond girl screams in her pillow, remembering the near-death experience she suffered. “I don’t want to be killed. I- I must change. If only so I will not be responsible for my own and my father’s demise!” her hand tightening into a fist. “I must change… even if it required being nice to others…”

A girl resolving to do better as a person, so she will not suffer.

Reset.

“I am done, father! I am tired of you! And your abuse! I hate you! Plagg! Claws out! Cataclysm!”

A boy, deciding to deal with his abusive father once and for all.

Reset.

“Ladybug. I- I want to say that I am deeply sorry. There’s no excusing my harassment of you. And you have every right to hate me. I, I understand. I will never ask you for dates or endanger you or my friends just because of jealousy or my feelings anymore.”

A hero that had gotten his act together, realizing the errors in his way, and swearing to be better.

Reset.

“Enough is enough! Chat Noir! I told you, again! Over and over! I don’t love you that way! I am getting tired of this, Chat! And if you don’t stop, then I will take your Ring! This is your last warning!”

A girl furious at a callous partner that only adds more to her plate and ignores all her boundaries, deciding to end the whole problem.

Reset.

“I- I am giving up on Adrien. No, Alya, I am serious. I am not joking around. Yes, Alix, I will never forgive you if you keep pushing me towards him anymore. We’re fourteen for crying out loud!”

A teen who decided to set her priorities, and make her boundaries clear.

Reset!

Why? Why is it always the same result?

Why does it always ends with its existence almost erased?

Rage slowly consumes its being.

It was unfair.

It didn’t deserve that. It did nothing to deserve suffering that kind of punishment.

'But, you don’t care about me, do you? Answer me, Cosmos!’

It was tired. So tired of the attitude the cosmos was taking.

'You did nothing when the concepts were shattered. You did nothing when humans enslaved fragments of the concepts. And yet!’

It was really difficult to calm itself down.

'Yet, when I gain life. When I was born, from your own carelessness and negligence, you decide to let me be erased? Don’t make me laugh!’

Determination was filling it.

'If death is the fate you decided to me, fine! I don’t need your reality!’

'I reject it! Your reality! I will make my own! A reality where I and similar beings don’t need to fear the Deletion you tried to force on me! A cosmos where everyone and everything can coexist. This is my promise!’

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