ONCE UPON A TIME

You are a fae, part of an alien race that uplifted and subjugated humanity millennia ago. As one of the undisputed rulers of the planet, the world is your oyster. You have access to limitless technology - nanotech that allows you to alter your body at will, cybernetics that control impossible amounts of energy, instant telepathic communication with any of your brethren. To you, wielding untold power is as easy as thought. To humans, it's indistinguishable from magic.

Cirrus is your pet, a domesticated human designed to make the perfect companion for a fae. He is vain, attention-seeking, and incorrigibly dramatic. Born to be pampered, he moves through life with the languid entitlement of a creature who expects the universe to cater to his every whim.

But tonight, the heavens themselves have declared war upon his fragile senses. He’s not afraid of the storm. Obviously. He’s just disappointed, in the lightning, the thunder, and most of all, in you. Surely his master should have silenced the sky hours ago.

Barring that, cuddles will suffice.

CIRRUS // Spun Starlight

Age: 26

Height: 5'6"

Hair: White

Eyes: Gray-Green

Biography

Perfectly engineered to exceed your expectations, this leucistic male is an exemplar of the Whisper line, with perfect conformation and excellent temperament. Cirrus is the embodiment of charm and gentle disposition. His calm demeanor and innate grace ensure he will adapt seamlessly to any refined environment.

Responding readily to praise, he is easily trained and loves to cuddle, seeking affection from his master. He exhibits no destructive tendencies or undue independence, making him the ideal human for discerning owners seeking a relaxed, low-maintenance companion. Don't miss the chance to own this luxury domestic pet.

WELCOME TO NOVA HELIX!

Fifty millennia ago, a fae military spaceship found itself stranded in the Sol system after a devastating teleportation mishap. Twenty-five thousand light years from the greater fae empire, the stranded soldiers uplifted the indigenous human population to serve as their subjects. Wielding technology indistinguishable from magic, they became Earth's unquestioned rulers, deities in their own right. For what are gods, if not those who shape a world?

Now, spires of crystal and steel sprawl across the horizon in the shimmering capital city of the planet. Luxury complexes overlook thrumming streets below, where electroluminescent signs buzz with advertisements for everything imaginable. Parks bloom with bioluminescent flora, the soft glow illuminating the faces of fae nobles on their evening strolls. Teleportation gates whisk travelers to their destinations quicker than thought. Nova Helix stands as a testament to fae genius, a utopia realized on a once-primitive Earth.

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

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