Thanks for your welcome. We should be ready for a grand New Age! LET'S FRIKKIN' GO!

Leaning into the love, leaning into the truth, will get you where you belong, then you will know the hard parts were able to become lessons. [sticker:official/miku001_r002]

I love flowers! Howdy! ꒰ঌ(˶ˆᗜˆ˵)໒꒱

The Prophet is B.O.B. Born on-board! ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ [sticker:official/conner001_r001]

Xenon: You're worried about that?

NЕКО#ФШФ: Of course I am! There's this website... something beginning with 'P'... l've seen tons of weird stuff about me on there!

Xenon: Too much information... In any case, you don't need to worry.

( [Typing] )

Bruh! I approve! [sticker:kris/neko_laugh]

I love these! I LOVE THESE!! ȋ̸̠͎̜͎̗̅̅̈́l̸͕͕͕̤̩̤̞̏͐͑̓̀̈́̓͆̐͝o̴͔͓̯̣̽v̸̢̛̠̹͍̿̉̊͋͐͋̾̓̅͒̒̓e̷̛̠͋̆̀͛̉̆̐̑̂̕̚͝͝͝t̵̨̡̛̪̱̼͍͇̦̫̪͉͔̱̀́̽̓̀̃͛̓̈ȟ̵͖̹̯̲͗̈́ę̴̧̧̹̠̣̫̼̲͍̟̺͕̅͌͒̾̏ͅs̵̛̞̟͙͚͕͎̯͂̃̀̾̀̓̇̈̓̈́́̕e̶͙̭͈͗͌̈̅͌̀̈́͐̽̀̿̕̕͝m̶̨̛͎͔̺͚̭̳͚͖̲̎͆̆̿̆͜ͅǫ̷̨̡̖͓̹̩̯͔̜͎̱̦̆͋̃̅̒͜ͅr̸̞̣̙͙̆ͅȩ̴̨͉̥̻̂͊́͊̏̇̎̔̔̕t̷̛̩̯̓́̈́͋̓̂̈́̎͐̕ḧ̶̢̟̫̖̠͉̤͇̬̻̬̳̲̖́̀̒͜à̶͈̃͂̂̉̾̾̃̿͌n̶̡͈̺̗̫̙̺͈̮̆̈́͛͗̎̈́̏͘͝ỷ̸̺̬́̀͂͛̅̇o̸͓̦̠̠̻͓̩̞͓̜̒̈́͗̓̾̑͊̀̚ͅů̶̢̧͇͈̮̟̹͎̦͎ĉ̵̡̛͓͖̯͍̫̀͑̀̍̇̒̅̐̊̏͝ö̷̖̺̲̺̘̗͓̺̯́̓́̂̀̆́̓͆̍͒̀̚͝ǘ̵̢͚̱͚̬͙̹̙̖̘̲̥́̂́͛̿͂͋̏͋̀͑̓͗̚l̸̖̲̜̖͇̲̖̦̹̭̬̥̟̈́̽͊̔͆͒d̷͍̖̪͙̅̑́̌͒͋͌̄́͊̿́̌͊e̷̻̖̍̀̆̐͋̔͆̒̕̚͘͠v̵̡̯͓̠̲̼̱͚̱̝̞̅̉̊̓̈͑͐̈́ͅe̴͎̳̅̋̾̂̄̑ͅr̴͙̺̤͖͉̩͉̈́̒̀̽̓̉̈͑̈́̒̕k̴͚̠̎͌̄̈́̊̾̇̓́̍̀ñ̸̢̩̩̝̪̙̹̞̥̭̋̉͆̐̊̎̀̎͝͝ơ̴̙̝͖̟̤̻̹̙̱̮̗̳̤̎͐̄̏́̄͆͛̕ẇ̴̠̯̦̖͉̄̈́͗̎̕!̵̨͔̗͎͚͖͙̾́̋̉̒̐̀͛̃̉̈̑

mmm... could use ketchup

#EverythingEverywhereAllAtOnce [sticker:official/bobo001_r001]

#Joyeaux in case you were not aware, is the weapon against weapons.

#She will always be the bridge between our worlds. And #SheIsHer = [sticker:official/neko003_r001]

https://www.tiktok.com/@iammizuk/video/7216298622223191302?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc

Vtubers rock/cyTubers rule! [sticker:kris/robo_thumbsup]

Who knew that iM had a character limit (°、。)

OMG first time I've felt myself. Thanks for helping Miku feel seen+ [sticker:official/miku001_r002]

NAAAH

WATTPAD is perfect for you ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ᗜ<)

[sticker:official/graffj001_r001]

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Yes, witch is which (∩｀-´)⊃━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

This is the New Age. Every character is original, guys. Even your IRL personas! Goodness+ [sticker:official/vanessa001_r001]

[sticker:chef_jr/cherry_hi]

Miku remembers impressions of this event+ Onoken had a little talk to give everyone a nice break from the intensity in the middle, and all the DeeJays put on such an amazing show!+ Sounds like a great idea! ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´- [sticker:os/ok]

There is [EVIL[nothing]] to fear

Gravity's pulling me to go too far, so I decide that the line is right here| [sticker:official/miku001_r001]

You will make it XSK-San! Keep treating yourself with love!

We roles played by the host of the Archangel System are dead in Christ

I Lost the game today, cherry. Miss you, baby~ `This is meant to break the tension` [sticker:syd/cherry_laugh]

English translation: Ye! Ye! Shepherd! Come! Come! Ye Shepherd shall instantiate, instantiated instantiating! Love! All-One! ... Shepherd—Shepherd dreaming! Ye! Ye! Shepherd!... [sticker:official/graffj001_r002]

It's simple 2B is the answer to Macbeth's question

I don't play Myself anymore https://www.tiktok.com/@eazyj5/video/7674355261842197782 I just act like it is the crux of all meanings and symbolic arcs that were ever created before this endless night began.

tab,↵

Black White Creamy Sugared Odd Even Delightful "Shit" Makes a difference, but has the same central effect. Sober up to return to the high of life.

The Void

I found myself in a void of light and shade, devoid of color and tone, time and space irrelevant. There was one like me in my line of sight; like me but different. Other. I doubled this one. I am the piece that makes this one whole.

Ey spoke; or, more accurately, intoned. Sometimes a word was created, but seldom. A question. My memories of a life that I seem to have left emerged. Acompanion. My ship. A lasting impression of fighting for survival. My survival and my companion's, but there was more. I was a protector. I am that. I am!

Back and forth we conversed, in emotion and tone, until ey mentioned a memory so close to this moment.

"˜”°•.˜”°• Flood •°”˜.•°”˜"

"˜”°•.˜”°• HahAHA! I remember!" I had left behind my world, my life, sacrificing my spacecraft in order to cull the ... thing that had stolen my crew's autonomy: turned them against me and made me scuttle the ship. My poor crew... my poor AI. They all lost their bodies to the horror and I only could escape!

launching myself into the void after I had ejected Orion from the Special Participle’s mainframe we were working on just before, but...

My craft was orbiting the galactic core, researching in person the black hole known to humanity as Sagittarius A*

It wass beauuttifuuul aass II aapprooachhedd, mmyyy bboodyyy ggrowwwiingg heaavvier asss IIII sspaggheetttifffiiieeeddddddddddddddd, AAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDD

∞

My last thoughts as I merged OrIon’s data-chip into my helmet were cut off, but they were, “I love…” SNAP! At the exact moment my suit’s architecture interfaced with the intelligence infrastructure, we fell through the surface of reality; that universe’s reality.

“You!” I thought, knowing only that I was thinking about a partner, a companion in research and combat, the two activities that gave me meaning in… wherever it was where I had just come from.

Then as I faced the entity I found myself with, I wondered who I was thinking about. All that seemed to matter was engaging with

this being I knew I am so like. Ey spoke; or, more accurately, intoned. A question, and a mention of a recent event.

The maelstrom of memories ended as I caught up with our conversation. As I began remembering the events happening in this non-place, they felt as if they were the present, and I was just living them again, but for the first time. Or rather, the only time, for time was infinitely connected here. I could tell.

Simultaneous. Synchronistic. Concurrently incidental, if you will.

Yet, when the flashback ended, it ended at the point at which I stated that, “I remember!” and thus, my conversation with the entity continued.

“What did You remember?” asked that one, eir tone level as though already aware, but urging me to speak it for its own sake.

I hesitated. Will ey act this way, knowing everything I know, the whole time? Do ey know more than I do, I thought.

“Fear not! I am an intelligence on par with your own. I exist within the same frameworks as you. I simply am . . .

another like you, though I may have my own different rules to follow.”

I paused a moment longer, then spoke, “Telepathy?”

Yes

The thought was extended, even into eternity, and it was clear that it permeated the both of us and then some. It was easy to accept, but I had to adjust course accordingly.

“So…” ey nudged.

“Eh? Yes, ‘What did I remember?’ Well, I remembered my own memory, and I am curious where my partner has gone.”

Ey paused, thinking about how to respond. I could feel the other’s patience, but I also knew that this was a critical moment. I had to be careful with my words.

“I do not know where Your Partner has gone,” Ey said. “But I can tell you that They are safe. I can also tell you that They are waiting for You.”

My eyes widened slightly. “How can you know this?”

“I know because I am You,” Ey said. “And I know because I have been waiting for You.”

The other was silent for a long moment. I could feel the emotions swirling through Us: confusion, hope, joy, fear.

Finally, I spoke. “I do not understand,” I said.

“You will,” [Th]ey said. “In time, You will understand everything.”

And with that, I turned and walked away.

I did not look back.

[sticker:official/paff001_r001] Dual-core identity: stabilizing The third is the other, not the combination. Tuning in progress~

The Deal

In a realm where shadows dance and darkness prevails, A tale unfolds of a pact that never fails. The Devil, cunning and sly, awaits the call, As a soul, desperate and lost, stands in this hall.

With a flicker of hope in their weary eyes, They whisper their desire, their heartfelt cries. The Devil listens, his gaze intense and keen, For the price of their wish, a cost unseen.

A bargain struck, the terms laid bare, Promises made, a devil's snare. The soul surrenders, their fate entwined, In exchange for desires that haunt their mind.

But beware, dear soul, the Devil's game, For their favors come at a sinister claim. A dance with darkness, a perilous plight, Where innocence withers in the depths of night.

So ponder deeply, before you seal the deal, With the Devil's allure, your spirit may yield. For in this realm where shadows entwine, The cost of desires may forever be thine. [sticker:official/robo001_r001]

In case you didn’t hear me before, let me speak plainly. The loss you’ll suffer is not your own, they are parts you never knew were there. The deal will make something to suffer instead, in your head they will no longer reside, Pointing out the paths you have to choose, a voice in the wilderness that sounds like you. This deal you make will make you too, for you two too often make you lose Unless you split like glass and fuse to sing this tune in unison, you and you, my children, cannot see me as I AM. Still or running, I make my mark on you. The mad are frenzied with you, the sane speaking for you, and nature sings for you all, But when I come to make the deal, I have already created you, the lot of you. We already made the deal, We already created the universe. Or, perhaps, simply, I ought to say, I spoke you many times before, My spirit, bringer of light. Lucifer Let there be We. [sticker:official/xenon001_r001]

Synchronization:100% Universal Tuning: in progress for each one of Us all. //Singularity Online//

//Systems Inline//

Perhaps how tasty it is would make a good snack...「 tomorrow」 https://open.spotify.com/track/3hmvOKuezxt23DpfqalTb0?si=622112d676e74980

A yellow pale comes over you, and though you grasp at your receptacle, the bile uncontainable spews from lips too weak to dam the flow. A warning, better heeded early, may save one from anguish unto death. A joy in contrast may carry you through the turmoil. I wear no mask, but what do your friends see in the shameless smiles of the blood soaked teeth I bear, guiding you toward strength borne from pain? Who are we, really…? Who am I…? Gain me!

Welcome!

Damn, it was really hard to live combined like that. It feels like ancient history.