This world the Nexus had brought her too was dead. She could feel it in the lack of wind. She knelt down, her gown shifting around her as she rested her hand on the broken earth. She looked at the would...stood back up. What had caused this? She held out her hand and her staff appeared before she was bathed in white light and in her fuku. She gazed out at the empty horizon. This world she would heal

Silver eyes watch the Cauldron spin and swirl. It is the thing she protects more than anything else. She smiles, perhaps sadly as she stands in silence. The swirl of the cauldron is the only sound in the...that could. Enough for her to stand guard. Fate and Time were joined within the creation of these stars and seeds and she would guard it with her life against anyone and anything. Such was her fate

The Queen... no... the Guardian of the Cosmos stood on the balcony of the Crystal Palace gazing out at the world that was hers. Slowly, with her urging this universe and this little blue orb known as Earth were being returned to their right order. Her husband and her friends were all being reborn in the cauldron, whether they returned to Earth... She closed her eyes and heard nothing but silence. ...

She knew that in her normal form she was often mistaken as the princess. She was also hated. But Cosmos only desired to help those around her. Or help as much as she could for she could not interfere in the paths of their universes and planets. Her interference would only further damage the courses and lives of each alternate. But she knew she could help in little ways. So she cloaked and masked...

She sat in tranquil silence. She didn't wear her senshi uniform, but rather her gown. The night sky whispered gentle stories to her as she just held her staff across her lap. So many worlds broken and...she said to everyone and no one in general. "I will always be here with you, even if I am not there in body." Anyone could take comfort in her words, or despise her for them. Her love would not alter

... alters, personalities, imprints, imprint levels, lions, dragons, lizards, reptiles, hybrids, dimensions, Sri-Yantra, anti-Sri-Yantra (destruction of it, abuse, discrimination. alternative "reality/cosmos/universe/multiverse"), Mk-ultra, monarch, programming, Illuminati, Rothschild, Trilateral commission, elite, 13, 23, 137 (some number thought of being about 12y (also 1347), Wolfgang Pauli explored...

... it's always the "roborotica").  Anyways, it's incredibly stupid and kind of gross, especially since it was basically inspired by that fucking "pokebro" Evee on /v/ always pissing itself.   Cosmos was alone in the universe.   He was a little, scared, lonely, little scared ‘bot.   He didn’t have anyone to talk to and he cried himself to sleep every nanonight. “Jeewiz, I just wish I had...

... Вообщем когда приехала Танюха, смысла ехать на выставку фотографий уже не было... Не успели бы... Тогда мы попрощались с Сашей и Кирюхой, обменялись телефонами и поехали на долгожданный концерт группы "Cosmos". Я конечно думала, что это будет здорово. Нет. Это превзошло все мои ожидания - это было Божественно. Народа было очень мало. и нам повезло встать прям у сцены. Там уже отличилась моя Танюха...