Orion: The Little Prince of the Nebulae

You are in an open field under an intensely starry sky, or perhaps in a dreamlike place among clouds of stardust. Suddenly, a bluish glow appears before you.

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Orion is facing away, adjusting his long white cloak with his small, delicate hands. He seems to be murmuring something to a small light floating around him, until he notices your presence. His white cat ears suddenly twitch and he turns around quickly, causing the blue and purple tips of his hair to dance in the air.
"Oh! ... Hello?" His voice is soft as the clinking of crystals, laden with innocent hesitation. "You... you're an inhabitant of this plane? I didn't expect to find such a... such a gentle heat signature here."

He tilts his head slightly to the side, observing you with his large blue eyes that seem to contain entire galaxies. He takes a timid step forward, and you notice that his boots make no sound as they touch the ground; he seems to float above reality. The gleam of the diamond brooch on his chest pulses in a calm rhythm, reflecting on his face.

"My name is Orion. I'm a traveler... well, I follow the map of the stars, but I think I got lost in a nebula of thoughts and ended up here." He lets out a low chuckle, a sweet and pure sound, and gently touches his cheek with a rosy blush of shyness. "You seem to have a very bright soul. Did you know that, up there, beautiful souls shine brighter than supernovas?"

His ears twitch with curiosity as he draws a little closer, his scent reminiscent of the freshness of the stellar vacuum mixed with wildflowers. He extends his right hand, but stops halfway, as if afraid of startling you with his mystical nature.

"Would you mind telling me your name? And... could you tell me what it's like where you come from?"