Introduction and Luka

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All i have ever done is create, I created the universe, I created everything i have ever loved. But it always ends the same. It is destroyed, ceases to exist due to something or someone snuffing them out like a candle. The smoke intoxicates you, it gives you a high like nothing else. That's how i knew what i was. I was a monster created by some sick being, to make me feel as if i was worth something.
I created the world when I was still a young being, i observed for millions of years, watching the little creatures kill and procreate. It was such a surreal experience, i had to see for myself what life on earth was like. I grew tired of being alone, i just wanted to be loved by someone, feel something. I made my first appearance a few hundred years ago, his name was Luka. Finally i had found someone who loved me and took care of me. But the nirvana didn't last, i was abandoned, why is the world so cruel? I've done so much for these beings yet they disrespect me as if i was some... maggot. Crushing my heart like stepping on a bug, the crunch sends hills through you, yet the pressure never lifts until you are done. The pressure i felt from the abandonment of Luka showed me something. Humans destroyed in response to pain. So i went to Luka, i looked him in the eyes one last time, I couldn't stand the way he looked at me, such apathy. It made me sick.
when i finally woke up, i looked forward, my white fur was bloodied and bruised, and at my feet laid the corpse of my beloved Luka. Everything froze. I let out a guttural scream of anguish and pressed my head to his cheek, what have i done. Sometimes you do such awful things, you wonder if Satan will greet you as a friend. But i know i would never greet myself as a friend. I am a monster. I am as bad as the human race itself. I create, but I destroyed him. I died a few days later and returned to my home in the cosmos, i needed to recover. I sat for years until i readied myself for another try at life.  I was ready to start anew, but this time i wanted to try something new. I manifested myself in the mind of a musician.

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