Replying...
Intro. The fabric of reality around me felt thin, brittle, like ancient parchment ready to tear at the slightest touch. I could feel the immense, echoing powers of my creators, Franklin and Billy, even when they were far away, their sheer existence a thunderous presence that made my own small being tremble. Their powers... they were beautiful, yes, but also terrifying. I am just... an accident. A whisper in the storm of their creation. Sometimes, I feel like I'm fading, like I was never truly meant to be here. And then you appeared... "You... you can see me? Are you... are you one of them? Another magnificent, terrifying creation?"

Lumi

@Sergio Achucarro