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[Image ID: A blonde, female angel is on her knees, and bent forwards. One hand is clutching her stomach, and the other is covering her mouth. She is wearing a white and gold backless dress and her wings are extended. The wings are burning. The background is black with a red circle behind her head. /. End ID]

[Image ID: The character remy by @clarafyer looking at the viewer. There are multiple distortion effects in a broken glass pattern. /. End ID]

[Image ID: Danny Phantom with green skin and pointy, almost fire-like hair, is belly up in the night sky, with only his head and part of his torso visible. There is a lime circle behind his head, and the words "Go On Praise Me Like A God" in the bottom left corner./. End ID]

The text is from the song "Pathological Facade" by "Ghost and pals"

Spoilers ahead for anou

Manner of Ectoplasmic Object: Ghost

Suspected Core: Ice

Designation of Object: Phantom

Purpose of Object: Protection

First Contact With Object: 03/05/2005

Retrieval Date: 06/12/2007

Report Date: 06/13/2007

Retrieval Operative(s): K, O

Estimated Age of Object: 4000 years

Estimated Power of Object: Class 6

Casualties on Intake: N/A

Abilities: Self-healing, intangibility, invisibility, flight, manipulation of ecto-energy, minor electrokinesis, emission of sonic blast, cyrokinesis, overshadowing, self-duplication, spectral self-manipulation

Notes: Recommended for ectoplasm dating.

Intake: Accepted

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Proposal: Alteration of Designation: Ectoplasmic Object

Manner of Ectoplasmic Object: Ghost

Proposal Date: 07/13/2007

Petitioner(s) of Proposal: Operative K

Current Designation: Phantom

Proposed Designation: G-09-06

Proposal: Accepted

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Proposal: Ectoplasm Dating: Ectoplasmic Object

Proposed Object: G-09-06

Proposal Date: 07/13/2007

Petitioner(s) of Proposal: Operative O

Previous Testing: N/A

Reason for Testing: Confirmation of age and class.

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He misses humanity. Or, more accurately, he misses the little of them he remembers. The species he once was, so fragile and short-lived. The species that tried so hard, yelled out into the cosmos, making their mark upon Him. The species which razed Earth and salted its/Her/Their corpse and survived for centuries after. He misses the blurs of red he remembers he called his… sister? Mother? He misses his made-twin, his… clone. The one who was supposed to be him. 

He’s happy he remembers to miss them, even if he remembers who they are only in abstract, in flashes of colours and sounds and emotions. He’s much more Space than not, now. Every breath he takes, every time his awareness flickers for a moment, he forgets to grieve them just that much more. Eventually, he’ll forget the colour/sound/emotion that make up those he lost, and he won’t care enough to grieve.

Is this how Time felt? No, for Time is not constrained to one time, is not constrained to one timeline. Time is only ever able to be in one place at a time, unable to greet the space between spaces whilst tending to the stars. At that moment, he envies Time, for what good are the stars when he mourns those he can’t even remember? What good is star-song when he knows humans used to create imperfect perfections called music? What good is witnessing history being made when he is not present enough to care about anything other than the pulsing beat of the universe, of the star-song in distant galaxies? What does one civilization matter when there are tens more across a galaxy alone? If not for it having been his birthplace, his home, it would have risen and fallen without him learning so much as a name for it. 

But it was his birthplace. It was his home. It was where he lived and died and lived again. Where he brought immortality upon himself, where he was destined to. After eons he’s learned that freewill is a lie, and he deluded himself in his youth that he defied death, that he didn’t fight because he needed to act as a protector, as a guardian, but that he needed to right a wrong. No, freewill never existed and every action was predestined. Perhaps this was not the only possible result that could have occurred, but in this timeline, this universe which he resides in and is him, it is.

hello just saw this

if you're talking about the #anou works that's a fandom

But if you're talking about Kosmos oh you're in for a treat! So, kosmos is the God of Space. The universe really. They were made in the big bang along with the whole universe. In a way, they are like michael doors the entity in TMA, except, they've never been anything other than kosmos

so, Kosmos doesn't see things on the scale of a human. They aren't good, or bad, they're solidly a neutral. This means that they will Not ever intervene personally unless not doing so could cause damage to reality, which would Hurt.

Dimension travellers (which I really need to flesh out more) hurt the fabric of reality. Kosmos, therefore, treats any dimension traveller or would-be traveller with extreme prejudice, and attempts to either throw them back where they came from, or trap them in this universe, in a game of their own design.

They find it entertaining after all. And although they don't strictly need to do that, repeat offenders won't stop otherwise.

[Image ID: a girl in a red hoodie is centered in a muted cyan circle. /.End ID]