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♢ ฿łØ ♢ ☆✮☆✮☆✮☆✮☆ ♦ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ♦ ↬ ᴀᴤᴛʀᴀ ⋆ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ ⋆ ↬ ᴈʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴤᴛᴀʀᴤ ⋆ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴ ⋆ ↬ ɢʀᴇᴇᴋ ♦ ᴀɢᴇ ♦ ↬ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ʏᴇᴀʀᴤ ↬ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ (...ʀɪɢʜᴛ?) ♦ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ♦ ↬ ᴀɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ⋆ ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴᴤ ⋆ ↬ ᴛʜᴇʏ/ɪᴛ/ᴀɴʏ ♦ ᴤᴇᴥᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ♦ ↬ ᴅᴇᴍɪᴤᴇᴥᴜᴀʟ ↬ ᴏᴍɴɪᴤᴇᴥᴜᴀʟ ♦ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ♦ ↬ ᴅᴇᴍɪʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ↬ ᴏᴍɴɪʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ♦ ᴘᴇʀᴤᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ♦ ⋆ + ⋆ ↬ ᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ ↬ ʙᴜʙʙʟʏ ↬ ʟᴏʏᴀʟ ↬ ᴤᴡᴇᴇᴛ ↬ ᴋɪɴᴅ ↬ ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴇᴛɪᴄ ⋆ = ⋆ ↬ ᴀᴍʙɪᴠᴇʀᴛ ↬ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ↬ ᴅᴀʀᴋ-ɪᴤʜ ʜᴜᴍᴏᴜʀ ↬ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜᴤ ↬ ʟᴀᴢʏ-ɪᴤʜ ⋆ - ⋆ ↬ ᴘᴏᴤᴤᴇᴤᴤɪᴠᴇ ↬ ᴀ ʟɪʟ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴛʀᴜᴤᴛɪɴɢ ↬ ᴤʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ɴᴀɪᴠᴇ ↬ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴇᴀᴤɪʟʏ ↬ ᴤᴓᴜᴇᴀᴍɪᴤʜ ↬ ᴘʀᴏᴄʀᴀᴤᴛɪɴᴀᴛᴏʀ ⋆ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ ⋆ ↬ ᴀᴤᴛʀᴀ ɪᴤ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʙᴜʙʙʟʏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ ᴏᴈ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴤ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴊᴜᴤᴛ ᴀᴤ ɢʟᴀᴅʟʏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴤᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟᴤᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴤᴘᴏᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴤᴇɴᴤᴇ ᴏᴈ ʜᴜᴍᴏᴜʀ ɪᴤ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇʟʏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏᴈ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴤᴡᴇᴇᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ɪᴈ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴏᴤᴤ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴈʀɪᴇɴᴅᴤ. ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴤʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ɴᴀɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇᴤ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴤᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇᴤ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴛʀᴜᴤᴛɪɴɢ ɪᴈ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ᴤ ɴᴏ ᴇᴠɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴᴤᴛ ᴤᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ /ᴤʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ/ (*ᴄᴏᴜɢʜᴄᴏᴜɢʜ* ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ *ᴄᴏᴜɢʜᴄᴏᴜɢʜ*) ᴘᴏᴤᴤᴇᴤᴤɪᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪɴɢᴤ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɢɪᴈᴛᴇᴅ; ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴈᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ɪᴤ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏᴈ ᴤᴇᴀᴤʜᴇʟʟᴤ ᴈʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴈʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴈ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴈɪɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍɪᴤᴤɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ ʀᴀᴍᴘᴀɢᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴈʀɪᴇɴᴅᴤ ᴇᴀᴤɪʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴛ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ-ʜᴇɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴈ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ ᴤᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴤᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴅ ᴊᴜᴤᴛ ᴤᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴇᴥᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ʟᴏʏᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴈʀɪᴇɴᴅᴤ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴥᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴏᴈ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀᴤ ᴡᴇʟʟ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟᴤᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴤᴓᴜᴇᴀᴍɪᴤʜ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴤɪɢʜᴛ ᴏᴈ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜᴤʜ ᴘᴀᴤᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴈʀɪᴇɴᴅᴤ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘ. ᴀᴤᴛʀᴀ ɪᴤ ᴇᴥᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜᴤ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏᴄᴄᴀᴤɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʀɪᴤᴋʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴄᴋʟᴇᴤᴤ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴤɪᴏɴᴤ ᴛᴏ ᴤᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴤɪᴛʏ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴇᴛɪᴄ ᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇᴤ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟᴤᴏ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴀᴢʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɴ ᴇᴥᴛʀᴇᴍᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴄʀᴀᴤᴛɪɴᴀᴛᴏʀ. ♦ ʟɪᴋᴇᴤ ♦ ↬ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ↬ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ↬ ᴈʀɪᴇɴᴅᴤ ↬ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢᴤ ↬ ᴤᴇᴀᴤʜᴇʟʟᴤ ↬ ᴤᴛᴀʀᴤ ↬ ᴄᴏɴᴤᴛᴇʟʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴤ ↬ ᴀᴤᴛʀᴏɴᴏᴍʏ ↬ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴛɪᴍᴇ ↬ ᴛʜᴇ ᴤᴋʏ ♦ ᴅɪᴤʟɪᴋᴇᴤ ♦ ↬ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ↬ ᴤʟᴇᴇᴘ ↬ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ↬ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴈʀɪᴇɴᴅᴤ ᴀʀᴇ ʜᴜʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴀʏ ↬ ᴛʜᴇ ᴤɪɢʜᴛ ᴏᴈ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ღ ᴈᴀᴍɪʟʏ ღ ↬ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ / ɴᴏɴᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ღ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇᴤᴛ ღ ↬ ᴇᴤᴍᴇʀᴀʏ (ᴛʜᴇʏ/ᴤʜᴇ) ღ ᴈʀɪᴇɴᴅᴤ ღ ↬ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ / ɴᴏɴᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ♦ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ♦ ↬ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴏᴡʟ ↬ ᴤʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴅᴇᴘʀɪᴠᴇᴅ ʜᴏɴᴇᴤᴛʟʏ ↬ ʜᴀᴤ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀᴤ, ʜᴀᴤɴ'ᴛ ᴅɪᴤᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏ ʏᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ (ᴀᴋᴀ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏᴈ ᴀɴʏ ʀɴ) ☆✮☆✮☆✮☆✮☆ ♢ ฿₳₵₭₴₮ØⱤɎ ♢ ☆✮☆✮☆✮☆✮☆ At first, there was nothing. Then there was Astra, born of nothing into an empty void. Astra floated aimlessly in the void, unable to do anything; their life continued like that for a few years. Then the stranger Appeared. Astra could do nothing but stare at this strange being that had appeared in their little corner of the void. "Hullo there." Astra started at the voice. They hadn't expected that, what with the void being entirely silent. They had assumed it sucked away all sound, but it appeared they had been wrong. "H-Hi?" They said questioningly, floating closer to the stranger. "Who are you? Where'd you come from?" The stranger gave them a blank stare. "Who are /you/? This is my void, thank you very much." Astra's face filled with confusion. "What do you mean? I've never seen anyone else around here, and I've been here for a while. Maybe you're in the wrong void." "Hmm." The stranger's calculated gaze swept over Astra, then they DisAppeared. Astra stared at the spot the stranger had been for a long time. ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ The next time the stranger Appeared was after many years. Astra had never forgotten them, despite their encounter being short. They'd obsessed and pulled apart every single little detail about their conversation, trying to figure out the mystery that was the stranger. It wasn't like there was much else to do, alone in the void. For the first time, they'd been shown the value of interaction, and people, and they'd found that they quite enjoyed it. The solitude of the void was calming, and they didn't dislike it, but they still ached for company. Misery loves company, after all, and that was exactly what Astra was after the stranger had left. They had nothing to do, so they filled their days with thoughts of the stranger, wondering what they were doing now. They'd never expected the stranger to Appear again. "You're back!" Astra said, a smile appearing on their face. The stranger looked surprised to see them again. "I suppose I am." "I'm Astra." They said. "Do I get your name this time, or are you going to disappear again?" The stranger laughed. "It's Esmeray. Sorry for DisAppearing on you earlier, I didn't really have control over it before." /Esmeray. That's a pretty name./ Astra thought. "Didn't have control over what?" They asked. "Appearing and DisAppearing." Esmeray explained. "Sometimes I would randomly DisAppear from wherever I'd been and Appear somewhere else. I couldn't control it when I first met you, which is why I DisAppeared before I could do anything else." "Can you... take other people with you, when you DisAppear?" Astra asked carefully. They loved their void, cont.