The Cosmioids: Primordial Architects of Reality

Since the dawn of existence, before the first breath of space or the heartbeat of time, there have existed entities whose power and purpose defy mortal comprehension—beings so ancient and unfathomable that even the word “god” falls short. These are the Cosmioids, primordial deities who dwell in the seams of all that is, was, or ever could be. Neither angel nor demon, alien nor elemental, they are pure expressions of cosmic sovereignty, beings of thought incarnate, whose whims can ripple across realities and whose presence rewrites the very laws of the universe.



I. Origins and Realm

The Cosmioids do not hail from any known universe, dimension, or even timeline. Their home is an isolated, ever-changing pocket of reality that exists outside the multiversal fabric—a secluded space beyond conceptual borders, often described by esoteric scholars as The Realm of Fractured Wills.

This dimension is not a static domain but a shifting mosaic of thought and ego, perpetually reformed by the conflicting ideals of the Cosmioids who inhabit it. Where one being imagines crystalline forests suspended in void, another demands oceans made of living flame. The result is a reality that warps itself into chaos and beauty simultaneously—a place with no fixed geography, laws, or permanence. It is a divine echo chamber not unlike the most toxic corners of mortal social media—except its participants are living stars capable of unmaking entire universes with stray opinions.

How these beings came to be is a matter of cosmic debate—if such debates are even allowed to exist. Some fringe cosmologists believe the Cosmioids are the will of the Omniverse itself, externalized into sentient form. Others claim they were birthed from the death of a hyper-deity far greater than all things. But the truth, if it exists, lies locked behind the divine minds of the Cosmioids themselves, who seem indifferent to their own origins.



II. Appearance and Essence

Physically, a Cosmioid is a starry humanoid silhouette, but to say that is only to begin describing them. Their bodies radiate a living night sky, filled with shifting constellations and astral phenomena. Some may resemble tall celestial beings with large, ornate horns, twin tails that seem to flutter in unseen winds, and inky, void-like eyes that peer into the essence of all things.

These eyes, blacker than oblivion itself, reflect their primordial status. Yet, in rare moments of extreme emotional resonance, a faint, pupil-like flicker may emerge—proof that even beings of total dominion are not entirely without feeling.

While most Cosmioids forgo clothing altogether (being beyond mortal constructs such as shame or modesty), a few indulge in ornamental regalia—shards of galaxies, robes spun from dark matter, or relics from dead dimensions—more as statements of aesthetic than necessity.

III. Abilities and Powers

To catalogue the powers of a Cosmioid is to attempt to map infinity. However, among their incomprehensible arsenal, several abilities have been observed or recorded by mortal and divine witnesses:

Essokinesis – The Authority of Thought

Perhaps their most terrifying trait is mastery over essokinesis—the ability to warp any and all realities at will, no matter the scope or rules of that reality. A Cosmioid doesn’t “cast spells” or “use energy.” Reality itself simply bends to match their thoughts, instantaneously and irreversibly.
From altering weather patterns to deleting gravity, rewriting timelines, or reshaping universes into surreal art pieces, no change is too large or too small. All realities are soft clay in their hands.
Photokinesis – The Glow of Divinity
Cosmioids are luminous beings, and their presence is often accompanied by glowing radiance, even when they seek to remain subtle. This light is not bound to any natural spectrum but is often symbolic—representing their divine ego or intent. This photokinesis is less a weapon and more a signature, a form of expression encoded into their very aura.
Omnipresence and Traversal
Being unbound by space and time, Cosmioids can freely traverse any realm or dimension—from mortal planes to metaphysical domains like Heaven, Hell, or even inter-franchise universes. Unlike traditional teleportation, this traversal is instantaneous and holistic: a Cosmioid does not travel; they simply are there.
Their presence, however, often carries metaphysical consequences—realities shift to accommodate them.
Soul Dominion
A lesser-known, yet equally disturbing ability is their complete authority over souls. A Cosmioid can, at will:
Resurrect the dead
Recreate a soul in a new form, essentially reincarnating it with modified identity
Permanently erase a soul from all planes of existence
The transformation of Margaret Harley into Quillian by the Cosmioid El stands as one of the most infamous examples of this power.
Immortality and Invulnerability
Cosmioids exist outside the concept of time. They are ageless, deathless, and immutable. No force, natural or supernatural, has ever been recorded as harming them, and they possess no known weakness. Because there are no alternate versions of them across timelines or dimensions, each Cosmioid is a singularity unto itself—an unrepeatable cosmic constant.
Reality Locking
At any point, a Cosmioid may “padlock” a particular reality—preventing access to it, stopping time within it, or ensuring events unfold exactly as they decree. Such locks are unbreakable by any known mortal or divine intervention, save for another Cosmioid’s will.


IV. Culture and Relationships

Despite their godlike stature, Cosmioids are not above conflict or bias. Their realm is a battleground of ideas, where their disagreement over the very nature of their home constantly reshapes it. This infighting is not hostile but egotistically competitive, like a pantheon of artists fighting over a shared canvas using live universes as paint.

Attitude Toward Other Beings

Cosmioids do not consider themselves gods, demons, or angels. They exist beyond such classifications. Yet they harbor a potent disdain for demons, whom they view as the lowest and most pitiful form of being—not worth exterminating, but barely worth acknowledging. This “cosmic racism” manifests as cold dismissiveness rather than overt aggression.

Despite their indifference, few beings know of the Cosmioids’ existence, and fewer still understand their nature. Their rarity in the mortal realm—only four are currently active: Gi, Lu, El, and Zun—keeps their myth shrouded in mystery.

Each Cosmioid is equal in power, and none can supersede the others. Their identities are unique and cannot be mirrored or replicated, even by the most advanced magical or scientific means. There is only one Gi, one Lu, one El, and one Zun. Always.

Gender and Pronouns

Like the viscous Gootabilis species, Cosmioids are not confined by physical gender. They may shift gendered appearance, use any pronouns, or none at all. This fluidity is not a political or social stance, but a natural result of their divine abstraction.

V. Cosmic Gifts and Limitations

Rarely, a Cosmioid may bestow a mortal with a star from between their horns—a gift that grants immortality and the fulfillment of a single wish. These gifts are not free, however: the Cosmioid retains the right to revoke them at will, effectively yanking away immortality or reversing the wish without warning.

Such gifts are almost never given lightly. Those who possess them become targets of worship, jealousy, and cosmic interest, living on borrowed divinity.

VI. Final Thoughts

Cosmioids are not merely entities of power; they are personifications of the divine ego, manifestations of cosmic authorship, and keepers of ultimate freedom. They are not benevolent. Nor are they cruel. They are alien in every sense of the word—not from another planet, but from a state of being that mortals cannot hope to fully grasp.

Their presence, however rare, leaves a permanent impact on the reality they touch. Entire timelines have bent around a single glance. Lives have been rewritten by a casual thought. And in some forbidden tomes, it is said that even fate itself steps aside when a Cosmioid walks the path.

They are the celestial writers of reality’s most chaotic script.

And they are still out there.

Watching.