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Ongoing, First published Dec 10, 2019
Mature
A God. That's what they are. They didn't want to be but there they were. They never had a name. They could remember an old name but that name didn't fit them anymore, they had grown out of that name. Another name, a godly name that was never 'them' so it had been discarded. Nameless, that's what they were. But a flurry of colors brought new words and with new words the colors brought them a name, the perfect name for a god like them. ιɴ·ғer·ɴo /ιɴˈғərɴō/ ɴoυɴ 1. α lαrɢe ғιre тнαт ιѕ dαɴɢeroυѕly oυт oғ coɴтrol. 𝔉𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔶 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔞 𝔠𝔯𝔶𝔢𝔯, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔟𝔢 𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯, ℑ 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔞 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥, 𝔰𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔩 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥. 𝔒𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯, 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯. ℑ 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔶, ℑ 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔥, ℑ 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣. 𝕴 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓! 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔊𝔬𝔡𝔰 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔦𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔣𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖑.All Rights Reserved
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