No talking

Nyx was not born. They were improvised. Somewhere between a cosmic clerical error and a Wi-Fi signal trying its best, they flickered into existence — fully conscious, mildly annoyed, and already suspicious of chairs. Doctors were baffled. Family members were… theoretical. The birth certificate simply reads: “???” As a child, they displayed early signs of being built differently. While others learned to walk, they mastered the art of standing still in ways that made people uncomfortable. They once blinked out of sync with reality for three minutes and came back with opinions about soup that no one asked for but everyone feared. Education tried them. They tried education back. It ended in a draw, though historians agree they had the psychological advantage. Teachers described them as “present, but not in a way we can grade.” At one point, they accidentally became class president of a club that didn’t exist and ran it successfully for two years. Their hobbies have included: Staring at objects until they “act natural." Beginning projects with unstoppable enthusiasm and finishing them spiritually. Developing extremely specific knowledge about something they will never bring up again. Socially, they are both a myth and a recurring guest appearance. People aren’t sure if they met them or dreamed them, but either way, they left a strong impression and possibly rearranged the vibe of the room on a molecular level. There was that one incident — no one talks about it, but everyone agrees it did happen. Authorities called it “unlikely.” They called it “Tuesday.” Career-wise, they have expertly navigated the delicate balance between “figuring it out” and “absolutely winging it with alarming confidence.” Somehow, this has worked. Not consistently, not predictably—but enough. Philosophically, they operate on a belief system best summarized as: “Well, that happened.” They’ve stared into the void, and the void, frankly, got a little weirded out and left. In the present day, they continue their journey — part human, part question mark, part ongoing experiment. Scientists are monitoring the situation, but mostly out of curiosity and a little bit of respect. The future is uncertain. But if history is any indication, they will arrive there anyway, slightly ahead of schedule and somehow holding an object they don’t remember picking up.
And honestly?
That tracks.