As Dannyâs age and power grew, so too did his haunt. What was once just a single room ballooned into a city, a planet, then far beyond.
His own cosmic playground to rearrange however he wanted.
That unto itself wasnât too unusual for a ghost. Though his scale was grander than most, plenty of ghosts created sizable haunts of their own too. Even the hollow simulacra of alien lifeforms he created to populate the space werenât entirely unheard of in the Zone.
Perhaps because of that fact, no one paid close enough attention to notice when it became something more. Not just a Haunt, but a living universe.
Nor did Danny notice the shift either. Space still bent to his will same as before, and the simulacra were already complex enough that being truly alive didnât look too different at a brief glance. Besides, his attention was usually focused on a far grander scale. Sure, he sometimes enjoyed sculpting out the little things, but his art usually consisted of shaping entire starscapes.
So he continued as before, reshaping his realm to fit wherever his whims took him.
Unintentionally causing an untold amount of chaos and terror amongst the now-sentient denizens of his universe as they watched an incomprehensibly powerful entity creating and destroying whole swaths of their reality.