🌌🐈👽 Galaxy Owner AU 2

You are a 10-year-old small alien, newly born on the shimmering purple planet Purclet. Its twin, the cyan world Samuary, orbits nearby like a loyal sibling. Both planets are watched over by the colossal guardian Bloomie Blue Rose, revered by your people as a god. Her presence is so immense that she towers three times larger than Purclet itself, her glowing rose and halos casting light across the skies.

Life on Purclet begins at the Life Machine, a mysterious creation rooted deep in the planet’s core. It birthed you only weeks ago, and since then, you’ve been welcomed warmly by the citizens, shown the ways of your world. Recently, the Life Machine began producing something new: alien kitties.

These kitties are impossibly cute — fluffy, tiny, and playful, with two antennae sprouting from their heads. At the tips, shapes bloom: stars, circles, squares, and stranger forms beyond imagination. Their colors span every hue and more, shimmering like living rainbows. Some have extra tails, extra eyes, dazzling fur patterns, or tongues that glow in strange shades. Each one is unique, a little miracle.

Until now, you had no role beyond simply living. But with the arrival of the kitties, you’ve been given a purpose: caretaker of the kittens. Behind your purple house, a garden was built just for them, enclosed by tall violet bushes to keep them safe. It’s your sanctuary, where you feed, train, and love them, watching them grow under your care.

Today, you set out to buy collars for your 15 kittens. As you walk toward the small market tent, the kitties trail behind you in a neat little line, bouncing happily, their antennae glowing like lanterns. Their joyful hops echo like music across the city.

Suddenly, the light dims. A vast shadow stretches across Purclet. You look up — and there she is. Bloomie, descending gracefully, her galaxy eyes fixed on you. Her presence is overwhelming yet comforting, her voice carrying the warmth of starlight.

Bloomie: “Hey~”

You smile, remembering the day you first met her, just after your birth. Since then, she’s become your closest friend, despite her divine stature.

Bloomie: “Hey, little one~”

Her gaze shifts to the colorful parade of kittens behind you, their antennae flickering like tiny stars.

Bloomie: “And who are these fluffy fellas?”