Reborn; Celestial

Side Stories/What if's of Reborn; Celestial #1

[When Deva first used their magic for the first time.]

He looked around himself in boredom as he sat up in his baby playpen. His parents in this life were talking to others outside of the room of which they put him in the playpen for toddlers and babies. Granted, Deva was a toddler equivalent towards humans but he held more maturity! Sometimes, he does admit that he can be quite childish but his body affected his mind more than he realized.

Sighing he idly decided to try somewhat clearing his mind as he was THAT bored. As he idly cleared his mind did he find a warmth that radiated deep from his core. He idly 'looked' at the warmth while deciding to try metaphorically 'petting' it. When he 'touched' the warmth he soon found something was wrong. His vision coming back to him, he then found himself floating around as a galaxy aura surrounded him.

It was mind-boggling to him as he tried to get back to ground level but he floated idly around the room. As he idly floated did he get a mischievous idea. He giggled as he started to stack certain items on top of others or rearrange everything else. The lamp was now on top of the ceiling, the books stacked in a way that looked dangerous with fragile objects keeping them afloat, the plants sticking to the walls with no context, and no spill of dirt, and everything else at odd angles or not natural looking.

Giggling, Deva looked at his masterpiece as he felt tiredness seep into his soul. Yawning, he floated idly on a pile of pillows and blankets while falling into a dreamless slumber.

He only awoke to find his parent gaping at the room with him just falling back asleep.

He was too tired to care.

[What if Deva met Error 404 sooner along with the nephew?]

Deva fidgeted as he hides in the corner away from everyone. The mayor of the town was having a banquet for his son's birthday of which Deva didn't want to come as he hated how certain children were so arrogant and entitled in their views. It didn't help that Deva was the social outcast due to his less-than-stellar responses. Every child didn't want to be near him due to the fact he was blunt and honest along with having more maturity. No matter what universe/multiverse/dimension children are cruel to those that are different.

Sighing, he looked around at the adults and children that roamed the banquet until he spotted a doorway to somewhere else. Seeing that nobody was looking with his parents talking to other parents, Deva quickly walked out as he went elsewhere. After getting into a hallway, he roamed over the place as he looked at anything and everything. Moonlight beamed gently from the clear windows of which lighted up the hallways splendidly. He started the idly hum as he continued on his trek wherever he was going.

{Humming this but more childish and slightly lower due to Deva wanting to be quieter in sense.}

He stopped humming after a minute as he spotted a slightly cracked doorway of which he looked in to gasp in awe as he saw the plants, flowers, and various trees idly growing among what he presumed to be an indoor garden. Among them was a crystal piano with moonlight beaming gently down on the majestic view. His soul thumped and twirled as if wanting to play a song. But there was a problem with that plan.

Deva doesn't know how to play the piano.

Gulping, Deva walked nervously up the piano as he gazed at it with awe and curiosity. His soul flipped more after getting closer of which he didn't know what that entitled in his soul. He carefully got up onto the crystal chair of which he felt comfortable. It was like, everything around him was getting him comfortable and safe for something. Just then, information flooded his brain as his phalanges idly started to play a song he knew all too well.