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How The Universe Works At this point, not much surprised Cian. Every planet seemed to be the same; all the people were the same, and the way their histories played out in the grand scheme of time were all the same. Take this world in front of him right now. It was populated by a race of bird-humanoids that worshipped the weather. They were in their infant stages of knowledge, worshiping rather than understanding. They were split into tribes, some friendly with each other, some decidedly not. The people were doomed to fail and fall into war, some tribes would die, or perhaps the whole world would. If they didn't, life continued and perhaps there would be a re


It's A Start The shift from the bare, dark, silence of space to a bright, warm, forest world used to be jarring for Cian. Now it was as simple as breathing. The forests of Sesmia were soaked in humidity, making Cian's dark curls frizz out and sweat begin to coat his skin. It wasn't unenjoyable, but he knew planets with milder climates. He also knew planets with worse climates, but that wasn't important. Curiously, Mercutio didn't seem bothered by the muggy climate. The humidity made his straight hair a bit wavier, but he didn't look as uncomfortable as Cian knew he had to be. Mercutio still had that silly smile on his face, and he walked with a def

Maybe a little too grand for the current goofy grin, but maybe that's just the moving planets and nebula around them.
Yup, too much candy. Too much Kings an way too much Eternals.
You guys are sadists.
And you eat my pain.
Yes, we feast upon the delight of our fans.