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Orbit_304
Legacy Name: Orbit_304

The Darkmatter Kumos
Owner: Gerudo

Age: 13 years, 8 months

Born: September 3rd, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 8 months ago

Adopted: September 3rd, 2010

Statistics

• Level: 48
   
• Strength: 120
   
• Defense: 120
   
• Speed: 117
   
• Health: 118
   
• HP: 112/118
   
• Intelligence: 33
   
• Books Read: 33
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Store Manager

Orbit [awr-bit]: to move or travel around in an orbital or elliptical path. To go or travel in an orbit.

"The universe is ever expanding, ever changing and the things within it never stop moving. Moving away from each other pulling towards and orbiting around in a never ending circle. I control these movements. It takes all my time, but if neglected, the universe shall fall out of balance and peace will be replaced by chaos and destruction. I once made the mistake of allowing myself distraction and I still pay for my neglect today, though, slowly, very slowly, things are sliding back to perfection..."

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If you really must know..." The Kumos sighs out after your eyes press him for more of his story.
"Long, long ago, before time was even time, I was born, though born may not be the appropriate word...created is far closer, born is simply what it felt like to me....to continue on though, unlike all beings of that time, I was born a mortal and all alone into a world that was created especially for me. For a long time I knew nothing about anything but my little world and I was content, but all that changed when my creator revealed himself to me. He was crude and blunt, and at the time, I simply thought that he was cruel, but I know otherwise now.

He told me that I was created as an experiment and as most first experiments, I was a failure. I did not do what I was created for nor could I hear his commands as he had intended.

The other creators were angry at him for creating a living being and in their outrage demanded that I be destroyed and that my creator swear to never create again. My creator argued with them and persuaded them to study me for a time, that despite me being a failure I was still intriguing to watch. He convinced them that I was but a pet.

My life became chaotic after that moment, I could feel all the creators eyes on me at all times and their immense powers and emotions washed over me. Anger hurt the worse and the most common emotion thrust at my fragile mind. I was poked and prodded, they made ridiculous demands of me and I was made to be nothing more than a puppet and a pet. After time though and just before I felt as if I would go mad if this agony were to continue, the creators became bored and disinterested and one by one they turned their attention away from me and I was left in peace once more.

Once again this peace was not to last.

Some of the other creators had decided that they would make pets like me, but as each of them tried, none could create life. Their rage returned once more after every creator but my own tried in vain to make living beings. Once again they demanded that I be destroyed, but my creator once again persuaded them to allow me to remain, though this time he could not convince them to spare my life.

He convinced the other creators to work together to make something amazing.


He came to me and told me that I was to be struck down in order to appease the others. I did not understand and begged him to spare my life. He silenced me and told me of his great plan. He had put much thought into this plan as he had realized that each creator specialized in creating something specific. He discovered that he was not the only one that had a unique ability and all the others had one other thing that they and they alone could create.

I was struck down and was reformed into a great force nearly as strong as the creators themselves, but I did not have the ability to create, only control and at that time I knew not what.

With time my creator's plan came to fruition as the other creators saw his vision and worked together to create something none of them alone could ever dream of. They created the universe bit by bit and the more they created, the clearer my purpose became and I reached out and took hold of everything they had mad and slowly began to move them.


Therefore my life ended and my purpose began. I was the first force. There were many created after me, but I remained the strongest until my counterpart and rival was made. Gravity.


Gravity made my purpose much harder and is the reason I must put all of my efforts into it as I must today, though I did not resent her. She tried to pull in everything I moved whenever it got to close to any other object, many objects were caught in between both of us and began to dance in between our two forces endlessly. Thus solar systems, planets and much smaller moons came into existence and with them came the life that only my creator could procure.

Gravity's purposes and my own were almost alike, yet nearly opposite in every way and as such I was told that we could never come to close to one another. The more I thought about never being able to meet her, the more time I spent gazing at her form so distant and the less I spent on my duty. Objects that I should have had in perfect control began to stray from their paths, though I was too distracted to notice the dangers in this. Not long after, I began to drift towards her form, my vision gobbling every detail as it became clearer. It took me far too long to notice that the closer I got to her, the less effort I had to put into moving. My eyes were only for her and it seemed that she too wanted to draw me closer, though I had misunderstood. It was her nature to pull and I would have been destroyed if my creator hadn't noticed me falling from my purpose and had stopped me before it was too late.

I was brought to my senses only in time to witness the disaster I had caused. Many of the objects I should have tended, were pulled into one another by gravity and destroyed, they collided and crumbled before my very eyes and though I struggled as hard as I could to push myself back to my rightful place and take control once again, there was immense destruction."


The creature sighs, the sound is mournful and lonely and you can literally feel the great power emanating from the deceptively familiar form of a Kumos in front of you.


"I was punished quite severely for many years and taught discipline, my creator never forgave me and I have not heard from him nor the others for a very long time, though I often feel their wrath upon me. Never have I allowed gravity nor anything else distract me again, though I am a force and can be in many places at once. I've come to you for a brief moment to ease my loneliness and with hope that my story be known and passed on in my kin. For that is what you are, we may not be related by blood, but we share the same creator and in such a way we are brothers."


These moments I have shared with have not even amounted to a single second in my perception of time, and therefore have not interrupted my purpose, though I will remember you always.


Before you could so much as recover your speech from the unbelievable event which had just occurred before you, the creature had vanished and you were once more alone in the forest and left to wonder if maybe perhaps it had been a dream...


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X By Keishi, Overlay by me Gerudo

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