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Appearance: A giant white crow size of a human, has a completely red eyes, just a simple clown of god, nothing special.

Personality: Foolish, he has a bird mind full of wind and nothing more, simply eath very happy, he never have a wise mind and ideas, his only purpose of life for him is reaching the end of his goal (ir can be literally anything) and then feel that emptiness again and then fall to the ground so he can reach the new goal, its the only reason why he didn't kill himself because of his foolishness.

"Now my calling is to seek that feeling of completion of a goal and the emptiness at its end, to slowly and satisfyingly watch what I missed on the way back, an aesthetic that words cannot convey, feelings that can’t be described in sentences, better to try it yourself, honestly, no one would wish for it even if that final goal was genocide, you will still feel that feeling.

Fly fly higher than sky, Crow that higher than anyone before, When you reach it, it's so empty inside But in the other hand, you can repeat all of it again until you're death, Fall again to rise to a new high To feel that sweet sweet emptiness again, Ah... Very comfy yes?"

"People love food, especially eggs! Probably? I've never talked to humans but from what I've seen, people love eggs, people fry them in pans, boil them, can eat them raw, sometimes use them as a philosophical question and many more things, eggs are like the foundation of all existence, the shell is so strong it holds off external forces, the yolk feeds the chick during the embryo stage, and of course the white is where the new chicken grows, this construction has been perfected for millions of years only to be used in cooking, just like our universe could be a dish on the gods’ plate.

Lately one thought hasn’t left me, weeks, months, years I’ve been thinking about it—can you fry an egg on top of the Arctic? Of course not! You’ll die, and the flame won’t light up anyway, but if we assume that you survive and the fire will burn no matter what, can you make scrambled eggs? On one hand, you fry it and it cooks, but at the same time the top freezes almost instantly and because of that you have to fry it again while the already cooked side has frozen, there’s no answer but there is a question, and more questions followed after that.

I was thinking about it while flying back from my journey. What journey? The journey to the highest place in the universe, I flew higher than everyone until I reached the end of the path, such relief and… emptiness, what next? Of course there are those who are higher than me but I will never be above them even if I fly for eternity, the emptiness of completion wrapped around me, I started flying back in depression, slowly and clumsily, I began to notice many beautiful and wonderful things I missed while flying, how could I not notice them? Maybe I was just a determined fool, but most likely just a blinded crow chasing a bracelet without seeing what sparkles around."