Gifted to me by a friend.

Dainy is an odd creature. To understand the nature of their existence would require a complete understanding of existence itself. They are what's known as an artifact. Artifact here meaning an artifact created from folds in reality, a blip in existence itself.

They're existence experiencing itself, a boundry walker between places so disconnected from other they may as well not exist together at all. Existence as a whole defines all realities, all universes, all worlds, all places, all things, all perspectives. Dainy is an artifact of an endlessly complex existence becoming so intertwined as to create a fragment of itself within itself.

They have no godlike abilities, no knowledge of the past or future, no power to understand what existence even is, they simply exist. They can enter a universe, a fold in existance, and can interact with its contents, they can live with it at any point in it's timeline, but they cannot know what they do not see. They know only the fragments of a reality they themselves experience.

They travel realities, crossing boundaries and seeing what lays in wait. They've found a home amidst the folds, they've met so many, yet known so few. They are alone. The only one of their kind, lost amidst the infinite folds of an ever more complex matrix of existence. They find no solace in companionship within reality, they find themselves so isolated and unknowable that it becomes hard to find reason to continue.

But they cannot leave. They cannot die, they cannot stop existing, they cannot escape themselves. They've seen an immeasurable amount of worlds, and yet they still feel hollow. They wish for something more, but in the face of a meaningless infinity they find nothing.

Yet they still look, ever so slowly traveling through the infinite in hopes of one day finding peace.