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Some of the Hybrid group call him Special or Weird Cookie, because he is always munching on Cookies. Of course for a very good Reason. After changing to Pulvis, former Murder Sans or Dust, got even more insane. The Dragon Magic inside his soul is running rampage.

While still normal he only saw and heard his Brother, now with the Dragon he sees and hears a lot of Murdered Ghosts, haunting him. He also suffered a Skull injury at the back of his head, making everything even worse. Sometimes magic is seeping out of that Crack.

Pulvis got Cookies with a special "Herb"  helping him keeping calm and hearing less voices, so he is constantly munching on them. The Two leader also are aware of his heavy nightmares and constant close drifting of Panic Attacks. 

This is the Master Post for The Hybrids and their Stories. 

The Guardian and their Personal Guards: Millenia (Dragon of Chaos and Guardian of Hybrids) Cobra (Personal Guard) Reeve (Guard)

The Hybrids:

Alure (Passive Nightmare)                Discarded Apple (Background) Solei (Dream)                                    Searching Apple (Background)  Kiros (Killer)                                      Moon’s Calling (Background) Narish (Corrupted Nightmare)          Darkness Within (Background)  Pulvis (Dust)                                     Weird Cookie (Background) Croma (Cross)                                  Croma’s Creation (Background) Syo                                                   Broken Screen (Background) Fracture (Shattered Dream)              Born in Water (Background) Eriol (Error)                                        Hard Crashing (Background) Slaughter                                          Wrong Food (Background) Scylla                                                Black Flower calls (Background)

𓇼𓇼𓇼𓇼𓇼𓇼𓇼𓇼

“Life and death are one thread,

the same line seen from different sides.”

꧁꧂

In early Chinese philosophy, life and death were never understood as opposites. They were seen as phases of the same movement — a single thread passing through different states of being. What appears as an ending from one side is, from another, a continuation beyond sight.

From this understanding emerges the story of the red thread.

According to legend, every being is connected by an invisible red thread, tied at birth and carried through life. The thread may stretch, tangle, or disappear from view, but it is never broken. It does not promise ease or permanence. It promises continuity.

The red thread does not prevent separation.

It explains it.

When two lives part, the thread does not snap. It passes through what we call loss, emerging on the other side altered, but intact. What was once presence becomes influence. What was once touch becomes memory. What was once shared time becomes shared meaning.

In this sense, death is not the cutting of the thread.

It is the moment the thread slips out of the visible world.

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