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β 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 girlβs body.
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β 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 girlβs body.
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β He shuts the book, and heβs now shaking her even more.
β βHelloooooo? Heeeeeey..???β
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β He shudders at the sound. He hastily grabs his book, flipping through the pages.
β βCome on, come on.. Iβve gotta have somethinβ about healing somewhereβ¦β
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β 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 youβve felt before.. but gentler.
β βHey, hey, lady? Can you respond..?β
β He shakes her slightly.
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β The little boy floats towards the girl, concern etched on his face.
β βH-Hey? Are you okay?β
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β βHer name is Yang. She looks just like me! Orβ I look like her.β
β The boy answered.
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β βNice to meet ya, Nomal!β
β The boy would bow.
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β The little boy jumps and holds out his book in front of himself.
β βWait! Wait! I come in peace!β
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β Cautiously approaching the girl.
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β The boy giggles.
β βItβs nice to meet you, strange angel-thing! Do you have a name?β
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β The Sun? This creature must be referring to one of the beings he met earlier.
β βProbably not the Sun youβre referring to, but Iβm the son of /a/ sun!β
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β He taps his chin, thinking.
β βSure..?β
β Though he was a historian, he was a child, too. Seems like he didnβt understand.
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β Agape meets itβs gaze, grinning happily. He looked like someone you know.
β βMy name is Agape. Iβm a historian!β
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β Agape floats over to the angel, close enough to get a good look at it while not disturbing it.
β βKinda reminds me of mother..β
β Heβd mumble, noting the being down in his book.
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β βThat is my purpose. To record history as accurately as possible!β
β The child places his hands on his hips, grinning.
β βOf course, if I were to do this job well, I would have to understand the people Iβm recording, no? And the wormhole is a ways away from here.β
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β The boy closes his book and smiles.
β βMy name is Agape, and I came from a wormhole not far from here.β
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β Writing down the words β24k gold Labubuβ in his history book.
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β He floats up to the celestial bodies, taking a closer look at them. Heβs writing down something in his book as he does so.
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β The boy picks up the Labubu and cringes.
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β The boy floats into the wormhole, humming as he roams around.
β βHow.. peculiar..β
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β He finally turns to the lever,
β flipping it gently.
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β βRewrite.. history?β
β He backed away, clutching his book and quill. And have to redo all of his work?! No!
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β But then again..
β Being able to witness and record new things.. it was tempting to the boy.
β He simply plops down between the lever and the button, thinking.
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β 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.
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β A little boy is standing in the middle of nowhere, a book and quill in his hands.
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