He a Thrill Seeker, Kid. Big Wide Galaxy Kicker.

Kid, he reckless. Got ‘em ninety nine lives running like sand through his fingers. Racing dust across the universe.

A curse, Kid? A curse to die and live again? To share a home with Father Death and Father Sky, time and again? Only to be sent back to his Queen, The Queen of Dreams, when the old entities tire of such wearisome company?

Nah, Kid, Ain’t no curse for this crazy hunter. He relish the thrill. He chase the chill, the cold air riding the wake of Father Death’s white horse.

He rocks the hood, swaggering at a timeless pace through space and time.

Adventurer of the Big Wide Galaxy. Notorious and hard to kill. Permanently.

Will he ever learn the true value of the lives he possesses before they run out?

Would you?

How does this crazy horse interpret the galaxy?

How do you?

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