Physical Description

Billions upon billions of hands come out of the form of the sun god. They twist into disfiguring shapes to form a snake-like creature with never-ending vortexes for eyes. What looks like a mass of nothingness is a creature made of the bodies of many. Every day the bodies pile up. Every day more people die. Consume. Consume it all. Disgusting. These arms lead to bodies.

If you're close enough, you may see the face of those trapped under the wave of arms.

If you're close enough to see them. You're too late.

And it's too late for you.

Though they reach out and appear to be screaming in pain, all you will hear is laughter. What are they laughing about? What do they know that I do not? You will be overwhelmed with these thoughts as you're dragged down.

Soon you will know the real joy that they were unwilling to tell you.

Soon, you will laugh with them.

Personality & Traits

Uncaring. It is best that you see it as an uncaring monster, for the truth is even more horrifying. It used to lurk in the deepest edges of space, out of sight from all others, but its hunger has grown too big. Now it grazes the edges of the active universe. Unlucky ships cannot stop fast enough to avoid being consumed by its vile maw. Those who attempt escape will see the light soon.

There is no escape.

Attempting to speak to it gives you the voice of others. Those who are trapped. They scream. They countlessly scream. They endlessly laugh. If you listen close enough, you can hear a voice hidden under all of them.

"I WANT TO DIE! I WANT TO DIE! KILL ME PLEASE!"

But is the voice in your head? Are you imagining such things, or is a poor soul genuinely being twisted to the point of begging for relief?

Maybe it is you, who feels so much pain and empathy that you seek to personify a creature with seemingly no brain. You seek to attempt to help it.

Stupid.

How much suffering does it need to cause you until you GIVE UP? Is it ok because it hurts people you don't know or don't care about? What about when it mauls your parents? Are you going hold your hand to your chest and continue to say it is not a mindless animal?

What about your friends?

What if I kill them?

Would you be ok with that? Would you stand there as I grabbed them AND TORE THEM APART LIMB BY LIMB AS REALISTIC BLOOD POURED OUT OF EVERY SINGLE WOUND. WOULD YOU STAND THERE AND LAUGH AT HOW STUPID AND EDGY THIS SHIT IS CAUSE IF I COULD CRY I'D BE BAWLIN' MY EYES OUT WITH LAUGHTER THIS IS SO STUPID I LOVE IT. XD

Ooooooooooh, should you dare you can come with me to see real horror, and maybe, even a few skeletons? I swear it's not a jump scare. >> Come on, you can trust a sun god. ;D <<

Physical Description

Geez Player, I know you're some sort of goblin gamer who is way too into this stuff but you ain't have to be that scared of a little sun. ;D By the way if this kickin' tune goin' on in the background gets too annoyin' for you, first off, you have shit taste, second off, you can go ahead and click this to turn it on and off.

>>> I HAVE BAD TASTES AND NEED THE MUSIC TURNED OFFI HAVE SEEN THE ERRORS OF MY WAYS, TURN THE SHIT BACK ON MY DUDE <<<

If by any chance you're pissed off about me that's chill. You can go ahead and send an email to the Cosmosdex staff and they can go toss out your email while replyin' with a "We understand your issue (but we don't GIVE A SHIT) but we will currently not be takin' any actions regardin' it at this moment."

Oh right, I'm gettin' off topic Player. This is the physical description section and if I don't talk about how nice I look the people are goin' to start bawlin' about how I'm breakin' format.

Ok, so this is what you're goin' to do, K? Look to your right, scroll up a lil if you need to. Now there should be an image there. Now, this is goin' to blow your mind, but that's me. That's how I look. BOOM MOST BORIN' PART OF THIS PAGE DONE. Don't tell me "But it needs to be written in words," cause guess what? A picture is worth a 1000 words. Checkmate, snobs.

For real. Who even reads the physical section? You ain't able to see the image right there dude?

Err, wait, oh shit some people actually can't. Fuck. Sorry.

Anyway as you can tell Player, I ain't goin' to be writin' this entry in formal tone.

Personality & Traits

I'm a real chilled out sort of guy. Sure I think I'm the hottest shit around but there ain't nothin' wrong with a lil self-care I'm just sayin'. I mean, yeah, there's that whole destroyin' the universe thin' but all of y'all got that totally wrong. I'm just bein' used as a vessel for this shit. You know how when you dissociate you ain't feel like you're in your body? It's like that for me all the time. It was kind of a bummer at first but if you spend all your time bein' pissed off about your situation you're just torturin' yourself for somethin' you ain't even caused. I'm no professional though so consider this advice to take only if you ever get used as a vessel for a giant snake monster one day. If you want to use it for your other issues, then you do you.

So as shitty as it sounds, I'm doing alright right now. I can't really stop what's goin' on, so I just drift my mind into other places, like the Cosmosdex. The guys here are reeeeeeal tired of me putting gimmicks on their "professional" encyclopedia, but with all the weird shit in the universe, you gotta have a lil fun with it. Thankfully most of the people runnin' the Cosmosdex are tourists, and they don't give two shits about me doin' this, in fact, most of them think its cool. Now, not to be a speciest buuuuuuut-

Lol, nah, I'm not goin' to start a sentence like that. Anyone who does is just stupid.

Now let's see, I'm a dude who gets all of their work done as soon as possible so I can get to my hobbies. Admittedly I end up procrastinatin' a lot, but I get it done sooner or later you feel? I have a feelin' you know a lot about procrastination Player.

I'm all about that creative shit, I mean I write entries for the Cosmosdex, so of course I'm some sort of creative genius, hold your applause ladies, aliens, and lady aliens. I also love writin' me some lyrics and rhymes. A lot of people depict me as playin' the guitar, but honestly, I don't like it that much. The piano, sax, flute, and the lyre are more my jam; a harp is good when I can get my hands on it too.

I know I'm supposed to be a knowledge god and whisperin' sweet oracles to you at night, but if you think I ain't doin' that you're a fool. Maybe if you listened carefully to my lyrics, you'd see that it ain't what it appears to be on the surface. It's deep shit that outsiders can only take for face value cause they think it's for idiots. I'll have you know I play and spit lyrics at high-class establishments, and only 40% of the crowd are idiots, thank you very much.

Other than that, I'm sure just by readin' this page you can tell a lot about my personality, so I ain't even goin' to bother to explain it.

Useage

I'm currently being used to murder a universe of people, for real what do you want me to say here? I already told you about what jobs I do so I ain't goin' to explain that again.

Oh wait up, I just noticed I forgot to talk about my favorite hobby in the personal section. Whatever this section isn't bein' used so I'll just put it here. I am a connoisseur of edgy and cringy writin'. I collect them. If you just busted a vein out of anger over me sayin' that. First off. Lol. Second off. Open the Cosmosdex contact section and send them an email, in all caps if possible about the way I twist language. I want to watch them get pissed and send me a strongly worded passive aggressive email that tries hard to be professional about this.

Go ahead, do that. I'll still be here.

You back? Did you get all that oozin' anger out? Good, now we can finally continue.

I think cringy and edgy shit is the finest of writin' types. Why do you think I'm sittin' here on the edgiest page of the Cosmosdex? Those guys are my inspirations. The emotions in them tend to be the most honest and sincere shit cause it isn't bogged down by all the thoughts in our minds about what punishments we might get, what makes somethin' scary, what makes somethin' "good." Cringy shit just tends to be the pure thoughts of the writer, and if that ain't writin' in the most refined form possible, I don't know what is.

The stuff I collect is absolutely cute. One day I hope to learn to access the pure element of writing and emotion it takes to write cringy shit. Wasn't there some famous artist who stole the art of children and dearly wished they were his works cause children were the only ones who could tap into that rare and quickly fadin' art form? Yeah that dude, whoever he is, is basically me. I'm super jealous of people who currently write cringe. It's wack that soon those people won't have that rare talent anymore cause they'll learn all this shit that'll build on top of it. Also, it sucks that they'll look back and feel sorry about it, but oh well. I guess I just gotta collect it before they delete it.

Hit me up in a pm if you want to see some of my edgy story collections, but you gotta promise me you ain't just want to look at it to be rude about it. These people put a lot of work into this shit and ain't nothin' better than watchin' someone take their first steps. Watchin' a baby fall after tryin' to walk a lil funny but you got to go back to encouragin' them to walk, not laugh them out the room.

Not that you could laugh a baby out of the room seein' as they haven't learned to walk yet.

What kind of person laughs a baby out of a room anyway, what are you, the sun god?

Wait. Shit, losin' track of my mind more than usual.

Relationships

Artemis: My sister is the best; I just wish she'd forget about me, so she didn't have to worry all the time.

Helios: Tells me to come into work but never hands out enough praise. Come on dude; it isn't goin' to kill you to say "Nice job, Apollo" once in a while. He needs to get- more horses.

Roman Apollo: I think he's creepy as shit. Sorry to say it so bluntly but put yourself in my shoes. Some dude who has the same name as you dresses like you and calls himself you. It's creepy! I ain't goin' to tell him to stop if it makes him feel better cause it ain't my life it's his life, but on a personal level that's how I feel. We only talked once. He asked me about his whole thing goin' on and how I felt about it. I'm no liar, my sister taught me better, so I told him, "It kind of weirds me the fuck out but you're happy about it so what I think ain't matter too much." Then he cursed me out, ran off, and I never saw him again. Lol, whatever dude.

God Powers

One moment, I'm just goin' to copy and paste this shit from the Helios entry cause I don't want to rewrite it.

Helios APOLLO keeps track of all the stars, including when stars die as well as when and where new stars are born. Helios APOLLO is the most powerful sun god when it comes to controlling stars. Helios APOLLO also controls information and can dig up just about any info needed. However, he rarely does IT ALL THE TIME.

Patron Powers

I don't want to freak you out or anythin', but I got the music you're currently hearin' (if you ain't a loser) off the internet. Now you're likely wonderin', what the fuck how did you get this off the internet. Simple, I went lookin' for a music program to make some tunes while you were away with your computer on, by the way, consider turnin' it off sometimes, and when I couldn't find one I went on the internet and got some. Wish I could have made my own tunes for this page but this artist really laid down a nice jazzy beat that even a music god got to admire.

If you're wonderin' how I got out of your game anyway, it's less I got out of your game and more like I'm usin' a really long stick to jab the fuck out of everythin' outside of it until it does what I want. I mean, haven't you played one of those games where it goes through your files to show you your friend list in-game, or it locates your computer name, which tends to be your name to creep you out? It's like that, cept a game could totally ruin your computer if it wanted to.

I mean, Helios reads your notepad files and draws over them, we can look outside of this shit but only if it's allowed by the devs.

Too bad the devs are shit coders, cause if you're smart enough you can pull out just enough trash for a guy like me to pile it up to peer over the wall they set up to stop AIs from meltin' your computer out of anger. I don't know what you did but there's WAY more trash than normal layin' around, I was able to check around the internet for goodness sake. For real, what the fuck did you do to your computer? I couldn't roam around outside this game before as much as I can now.

That's also why you could see the notes from a past player, I kept them, then I stored them in a location I could remember even if my memories were taken. All I ask myself is "If I had to hide important logs in somethin' that I know wouldn't get deleted, where would I put them?" Hermes' stack of ships that's where. Pick 'em up every universe, and read them to find out what happened last universe and beyond. When you saw memories of the past replayed due to your powers, I just displayed the player's textlogs as well so you could get some more context.

By the way, I hope you don't mind that I've been live streamin' your game to a bunch of people on a forum.

God.....they are still pissed about you openin' the mantis door.

Godheads

Why would I ever crown some loser as my godhead?

Special

I'm the most special guy in town.

Trivia

• Everyone used to love me before this whole shebang. Cept those who didn't like me, but you know, that's just how it is. I think seein' all the positive attention I was gettin' was why some people wanted to pose as me. Trust me, I got a list of posers, and it's growin' to this day.

• I don't like yellin' at people just cause they made a mistake they couldn't have known about. What kind of asshole yells at people like that? Anyway that's why I didn't yell at you over blowin' up the universe. You didn't know.

• I'm not an unreliable narrator you shouldn't trust, but I do love pullin' jokes. Jokes aren't lies to me, just truths in the makin'. ;D

• Every new universe I'm tossed in, I have a beautiful few years before everythin' starts all over again. It feels. Nice. I live for the days where I get that freedom back.

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