Many folks unfamiliar with Asian mythologies have expressed confusion regarding the addition of another LI. Truth be told, the existence of 6 LIs was part of the narrative’s design from the very beginning. This is because the story’s foundational lore is deeply rooted in Vedic and Buddhist traditions. And numerous elements of it’s worldbuilding, symbolisms, and structure draw inspiration from these scriptural and philosophical sources.
“Love And Deepspace” is a story about the perpetual cycle of संसार (Saṃsāra). As the MC, we are trapped within the cycle of never-ending suffering across countless lifetimes and timelines. Our journey is to break free from this eternal cycle, and transcend the suffering that binds us to it. The LIs are not merely romantic interests, but essential companions in that pursuit.
Each of them carries a unique connection to the MC across time, and each plays a vital role in guiding her towards the resolution of this long-standing Kārmic entanglement. It is precisely for this reason that all of them exist within the current timeline simultaneously. Their presence is neither arbitrary, nor accidental. It is a fundamental part of the narrative’s deeper mythological and philosophical framework.
To understand the purpose of the LIs, one must first understand the cycle of Saṃsāra: भवचक्र (Bhāvāchākrā). This cycle of existence which encompasses birth, suffering, death, and rebirth is divided into 6 Realms where sentient beings reside in. Each of these Realms is intrinsically linked to one of the LIs featured in the game —
🔥 Rafayel: देवलोक (Devālokā)
God Realm of pleasure and pride
🏹 Zayne: असुरलोक (Asurālokā)
Demi-God Realm of jealousy and strife
🗡️ Xavier: मनुष्यलोक (Mānuṣhyalokā)
Human Realm of opportunity and enlightenment
🌕 Valko: पशुलोक (Pāśhulokā)
Animal Realm of instinct, fear, and servitude
🩸 Sylus: निर्ऋतिलोक (Nirṛtilokā)
Underworld Realm of chaos and decay
🪷 Caleb: प्रेतलोक (Pretālokā)
Hungry-Ghost Realm of endless insatiable hunger
As we know, each LI possesses unique abilities and latent potential beyond their Evols, granting them the power to create, shape, preserve, or dismantle whatever they deem necessary. The intricate Strings of Fate connecting the LIs to MC was deliberately woven by CosmicMC Herself.
It’s purpose was to ensure that Her vessel on Earth could draw upon Her true power through all 6 Realms, with the aid of every LI. Only by uniting these connections can She access the fullness of Her divine potential, and ultimately shatter the endless cycle of anguish that has bound Her across countless lifetimes.
Needless to say, it is unlikely that any additional LIs will be introduced to the game. With Valko’s arrival, the narrative now possesses all the pieces it was designed to have from the very beginning, allowing the story to finally move forward.
[⚠️ Please note: There are numerous realms of the Underworld described throughout Vedic scriptures. I chose to highlight the one that appears most relevant to Sylus’s storyline. Pretāloka is another such realm, and it has connections to Caleb’s narrative. If anyone is interested in Vedic mythology and would like to learn more about these realms beyond the context of the game, please feel free to ask. I would be delighted to share and discuss them further. 🤍]
🔖 I would also like to add that primordial cosmic entities, such as Gods, are not beings who concern themselves with the opinions or expectations of mortals. In that regard, CosmicMC is no different. Much of what has transpired throughout the narrative can be viewed as the manifestation of Her own will, unfolding according to a design far beyond mortal comprehension, much like the whims of Deities within the real world. To truly appreciate the lore presented in this game, one must approach it through a non-Abrahamic lens. And remain receptive towards Vedic and Pagan beliefs, philosophies, and cultural traditions.
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𝜗𝜚 transcript below ↓
🧜♀️ EUREN:
Hi, hellooo! I’d happily come wherever you may beckon me!
We fit together like two peas in a perfect pod, dare I say. Do we have a date?
No need to worry yourself.
I’ll love you so much, you won’t be able to think of anyone but me— and then I’ll take you away.
🥀 ZANE:
Don’t talk to me. What a pain in the ass.
Do you seriously like me that much? Geez.
Hey, you, be sure to keep up the pace.
Heh, don’t go showing that foolish look to others.
❄️ LUCIEN:
Are you the one who called me?
Haa…manners are beyond you, I see. Do you not even have an ounce of restraint?
He grew up under skies that felt small once he learned how big the universe actually was, carrying dreams too large for a boy. He smiled easy, teased without mercy, and somehow became someone's home before either of them noticed it happening. Under all that warmth sat something quieter and harder—
a willingness to burn down everything ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ he had if it meant she got to keep breathing.
Before the rank, before the reputation, and before strangers learned to say his name with a kind of respect, he was just a boy sharing an ordinary life with the person who mattered most. It was the mornings that repeated themselves, or her laughter that meant nothing and everything. To him, it was like a future they talked about without ever really believing it could be taken.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀— then it was.
The explosion swallowed their home whole, and the world decided he died in it. His name turned into something she could only mourn, a name left behind in rubble and silence.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀But he didn't die, though, not really.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀Something in him kept going long after it should have stopped.
War got its hands on him and didn't let go for what felt like centuries. It stripped the boy out of him piece by piece and built a Colonel in his place; brilliant, exact, terrifyingly composed, the kind of man people admired from a distance because getting close to him cost something. He learned to carry the weight without flinching, learned to put his own wants so far down the list they stopped counting.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ But his heart never got the memo.
Somewhere underneath the medals and the mission reports, he stayed tethered to her—under the lies he had to tell, the missions that ate him alive, the long stretches where survival was the only promise he could keep.. Every time duty asked him to let her go, some stubborn part of him refused.
People call him a hero.
A Colonel.
⠀ A name stitched into history.
He’s the soldier still moving forward even when every road in front of him demands another piece of him, he’s the boy who used to stare at airplanes and fighter jets in the sky, but now the entire fleet is under his command.
And underneath every medal, every scar, every title people whisper when he walks by, the truth stays simple:
Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber: The Courtship of Mr. Lyon (1979) / Jean Cocteau, La Belle et la Bête (1949) / Juraj Herz, Panna a Netvor (1978) / Erin Nunoda, “La belle et la bête: Stylistic Convergence and the Subversive Imagination of Jean Cocteau (2012)
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