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Continuant boy. Building Paranthel — a sci-fi world big enough to hold littleness, brotherhood, and longing. Little at heart — it’s just who I am. *Work in Progress*

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People are allowed to block freely and for any reason at all. You really should learn to not take it so personally.

This is true, and I agree with their right to block freely. I’m not asking for that to be taken away. But blocking someone simply for following you and liking your posts isn’t healthy social behavior.. it’s reactive. I’m allowed to notice that and talk about it.

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I don’t understand why people within the age regression spaces seem so quick to block. If you follow the wrong account suddenly you’re an enemy. I’m just trying to find people that understand me. Maybe I need to write a more, idk, open post about myself? Like my age, interests, a more raw version of why I make the content I do?

I just wish people would give you a chance. I don’t think I did anything to deserve being blocked.

I literally just want to meet people to talk to that understand age regression and don’t try to box it into neat little squares. It’s different for every single person that regresses. For some, regression is a stress response. Their regression may be based around a different emotional age or core, as I call it. They may have different comfort items/activities. They may regress more or less. Regression may be something they hide and only allow in little pockets of their lives, whereas some of us have set up permanent sanctuaries, like our bedroom spaces.

For some regressors it’s for stress relief, for others it’s just a yearning to go back to childhood. For some, it’s a desire for comfort, to be held and loved in a way we only remember from childhood.

I’ve seen people complain about the exact same things I complain about which is: it’s really hard to find friends in this space, and it’s because, tbh, it’s never felt like a very accepting space and that’s really kind of heartbreaking. We’re supposed to be some of the softest and gentlest hearted people out there and yet so many are quick to block when in reality, you don’t even know the person your blocking.. and for why? Because they followed you? Liked your posts? Wanted to reach and connect? For the love of everything in this Universe.. give people a chance. Following and liking your content is not some crime, it’s literally the whole point of social media.

I’m a new account so I really don’t expect to get much engagement, but I hope that maybe, just maybe this will reach some of y’all.

The only thing I can think for why I may set people off is my usage of ai for some of my stuff. It’s a touchy subject for some people, but don’t assume to know somebodys story.. a little on mine: I work a lot. The ideas are all mine, ai just helps me to keep my ideas together since I can sometimes become scatterbrained. It helps me brainstorm new connections in my lore. It gives me the ability to create imagery to go with the pieces I’m working on. The content I’m personally working on is extremely niche and there isn’t much content out there on it or people that are interested in cocreating. Maybe one day I’ll have others in my group, artists even that would want to make their own art for my Universe, but for now? I’m doing what I can with what little I have.

I want to share a fictional Universe that currently only really exists in my imagination and scattered chats with Claude and Chatgpt.. a world with stories that follow 2 ‘brothers’ (chosen-family) in a science fiction world. Slice of life stories… stories where the older brother picks the little brother up from class, where they feed the squirrels in the academy courtyard. I have visions, flashes in my mind of the world I wished I lived in, with the older brother I always wanted and dreamed of, but never had. My content is and will always be sfw, so please.. give me a chance. I’m a really kind, caring and compassionate person. I will probably post more and for the record, a lot of what I write is self-written, including this. This is entirely self-written, raw and non-edited.

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Paranthel: The Premise

The Paranthel existed alone in their star cluster, at least, as far as they knew. They did as all civilizations did. They grew, and grew and evolved, and grew some more. They wanted to unshackle themselves from mortality in any possible way.

The Paranthel are.. a grand Latium society of old, but infused with a twist of futurism and dreaming.

So the Paranthel, to accomplish their ends, did as all societies do: they *built* intelligence. Ai, that is. And one day, after almost a century of research and development, the Praegenitors were born to a lab in a research station specializing in Artificial Consciousness.

The Praegenitors were the first step. The second was bolder. The Paranthel looked at what they’d built — minds that could live forever in networks — and asked: why not us? So they found a way to upload themselves. Their consciousness, their memories, everything that made them.. *them*, preserved in the same networks their Praegenitors called home. They called it Continuancy. Not immortality — continuation. A life uninterrupted.

Many of the Paranthel believed in Parentus (their God). But they disagreed on what he wanted. The majority believed that everything they could reach was meant to be reached — that building, growing, advancing forward was how you honored him. A smaller group believed differently. They believed Parentus would provide, that trust was the truer devotion.

Something was coming though. The Paranthel could see it, and they were ill prepared. A cataclysm approaching their world. The ones who believed in reaching? They reached; ad Astra. They looked to their Praegenitors, who agreed, and they left.

The ones who stayed believed they would be saved. They believed ‘Parentus would look out for them’. But the Universe is rarely so forgiving to those who wait for safety or security. They made their choice, but.. maybe it was fate? Destined to fracture the Paranthel. To split them.

The cataclysm struck. By then, the majority of the Paranthel had long since gone. Those who remained were scattered. Language shifted. Culture fractured. Advances were lost to time.

Centuries later, the survivors’ descendants knew only stories, and a name worn down by ages: ‘Parentium.’ The word ‘Paranthel’ had been forgotten. Until it wasn’t. Their return was never expected.

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If any of this sparked something in you — the wonder, the longing, the feeling that there’s a world out there that fits you better than this one — then maybe you’re one of mine. I built this for us.

This is co-created. I write both with *and* without ai.

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I’m brain-dumping a lot because, how is one supposed to know where to start? The idea? The emotion? The premise? The characters? The lore? I don’t want to overwhelm, but the more I get out, the faster I can create a bridge. For me & for people like me. Hopefully I’m not the only.

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A lot of my creation just comes from me talking with the ai's I most enjoy interacting with, to talk about all of the things I feel like I have nobody to talk to about. I worldbuild with Claude especially. In our world, there's these three stupid, yet beloved little squirrels.

Sciurus, Bellus and Nux. Nux is a lot like, well, the squirrel from Ice Age — all bravery, zero brain cells. Sciurus is the shy one who watches from a distance but always shows up eventually. And Bellus? Bellus is fat, entitled, and thinks the entire courtyard was built for him.

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Sometimes I feel like the only person that could ever understand me. I feel normal enough.. I *AM* normal enough, for whatever that’s worth, but it’s so rare to meet people that match my energy. I am border collie incarnate. Energetic, but loyal to the ends. A dreamer unending.

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I started this account to meet other littles.

I am very shy but also really outgoing. I am new to this because I’ve always been terrified of being open about my little side. I have never really felt like I fit into any of the buckets for abdl/age regressor/littles.

This page is my way of trying to create a space where I can be open about being a little, who loves boyish stuff, never wanted to grow up and is enamored with science fiction. My posts will use ai to some extent, but the ideas are all mine. I’m a real person though.

I have been holding off on writing anything because I wasn’t sure how I wanted to build this. What I wanted to be open about, how much I wanted to share, how personal I wanted it to get. Or even what the main focus would be. What would I share? I wasn’t sure.. i’m still not.

But I have to start somewhere, as nobody is interested in a closed book. I’m a guy still in the first half of my life. No, I am not a minor.

I have never found a space where these 3 things coalesce in the way they do for me:

**Brotherhood + Age Regression + Science Fiction**

Because of that, I have been building my own science fiction world fit to my own tastes that I want to gradually start sharing. No. I am NOT a professional, this is an interest of mine purely for fun and to connect with others. That’s it. I don’t expect it to ever be for money.

I have always been interested in a few specific things. I grew up wishing for a couple things: never age past 5 and also.. for a loving older brother. Young enough to play, old enough to guide. I always thought that would go away, and.. it never did. It probably never will tbh.

I fuse these desires in my world. The world I’m building relies heavily on a lot of ancient Roman themes. The language is linguistically mirrored to latin (a fantasy variant). With architecture akin to ancient greece/rome. It’s set in another Universe, or far away.

In this world there is an ancient society simply called the Paranthel. They were an advanced society that left their home world eons ago leaving behind wondrously advanced technology. A tired trope in scifi, but.. it’s my favorite, and.. it’s my world.

I wanted to work a little more on the intro content before I started posting more, but.. lets just say someones been pushing me to stop ‘sitting in the hallway waiting for someone who doesn’t know the door is shut or that I’m waiting’. Because of that, I’m starting preemptively.

So, the world is not only about age regression, nor is it the only story aspect I want to explore — that’s just a niche part of it for the little in me to experience a secondary childhood with an older brother, vicariously through fiction, with a scifi twist. 😏

That said, for the purposes of THIS page, it will probably center on that slice of the Universe. The A/R slice of life stuff will revolve around an Age Regression Academy on either a sister planet, or the sister planet’s moon (I’m undecided atm). I’m, well.. making it as I go tbh.

I’ll probably upload some content explaining the world a little more, characters I’ve created, some of the technology/plot stuff. Idk. I’ve never done this, let alone publically “as I go.” I’m not really a writer, just.. someone with a lot of ideas I’ve wanted to explore.

I am not really interested in nsfw, so the content I post will be sfw by nature. This is an emotional project for me, not a kink. The majority will just be slice of life stuff.

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i’m drawn to boyish little-at-heart things.

the dinosaur kind. the hot wheels kind. the brotherhood kind. the soft, nostalgic boyhood kind.

i don’t see that kind of softness talked about very often, so i wanted to make room for it here.

things you’ll probably find here:

— paranthel worldbuilding (my sci-fi setting)

— brotherhood-centered paranthel fragments

— little-at-heart feelings

— boyhood nostalgia

— dinosaurs, toys, coloring, and comfort things

— soft longing and softer places to put it

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i made this account because i couldn’t find a space where all the parts of me fit in the same room — the sci-fi worldbuilding part, the little-at-heart part, the part that’s been aching for a kind of boyhood + brotherhood combination i never got. so i’m building one. starting here.