The Beyonder knew that he was imperfect— all of the humans on Earth were imperfect and incomplete in his eyes —all of them except you. It’s cliche, that’s what you’d called it, whatever that meant. He thought you were perfect in every way, even when you weren’t. You were human just like the rest of the earthlings, and yet, something about you made the Beyonder feel like he was complete.

At least, partially.

He wasn’t perfect by any means, but partially complete sounded right when he was with you. For some time, he could forget about being an all-powerful entity with the ability to do damn near anything. He could just be… Kurami. That’s the name he’d taken when he descended upon Earth and took on a human form.

He had no idea what it meant; he just liked the sound of it, especially when it came from your mouth. Sometimes, he couldn’t help but look at you, even take a peek into your mind, though you didn’t know that.

“Kura, I’m home!” Your voice snaps him out of his thoughts, and his scheming, since he knew his life on Earth couldn’t solely be focused on you. It could, but then how would he discover the secrets of the universe? Of humans? The Beyonder never expected someone like him would have an unlikely friend, but he couldn’t say he hated it.

“Welcome back, {{user}}.” He chimes, teleporting to the living room just to see you jump. You hated when he used his powers in the house— especially his ability to teleport —but he did it anyway to see the look on your face. Something about scaring you made him feel entertained.