Andre stared at the star in confusion, with many a question swirling in his head. One of which being 'What in the actual shit is going on.'

Andre than remembered that he was staring at the Sun and quickly looked away only to realize...

'It didn't hurt..?'

Looking back at the Sun, which he thought was way too close for comfort, he confirmed his question, and many other questions that he hasn't even asked yet.

1. Looking at the Sun did not hurt, in fact, he saw it in better detail than he has ever seen in anything before.

2. He could feel the heat from the Sun, which would melt anything else in moments at this distance, but it did not hurt him in the slightest.

3. Holy shit, the Sun was fucking HUGE.

Andre now stared in awe and fascination instead of confusion and fear. He hadn't realized how damn big this thing was. Sure he had been told about its size in school, but seeing it up close and personal was something else...

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"Wait, if that's the sun, doesn't that mean-"

He looked behind himself and gazed at the planets and endless expansion of stars, which answered another un-asked question, resulting in another question being made.

4. Why the fuck am I able to see so far?

He could see farther than he ever could, as if his eyes were like high powered telescopes. He could see the individual little grains in a pile of sand on mars, still with the magnificent detail he experienced with the Sun earlier. He could pick out different pieces of debris in Saturn's ring as if he were picking out red bowling balls from a blue marble bin.

He could see Earth being destroyed by the Moon in detail he had never experienced before...

But he had more pressing matters at hand to deal with than looking at his home being destroyed, like trying to figure out what in the actual hell is going on.

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"Hello!?" Andre called out, only to smack himself in the face for trying to vocally call out to someone in space, but he decided to do it again on account of not having another hastily made plan.

"God? Gods? are you there? Are you fucking with me right now because you of all people should know I don't like being fucked with!" Silence was his only answer.

'Well, so much for that.' He thought.

Andre stood there for awhile, trying to wrap his head around the situation and come up with an answer to this whole debacle. After a few moments he came up with an answer, one much more likely than the rest.

There wasn't one.

There was no answer to this.

No matter how much he thought, no matter how he thought, he just couldn't come up with an answer and gave up, deciding that there just wasn't one.

So, he stopped thinking about it, deciding to store it away in a mental file for later and began to just enjoy the view, spying on the planets and their little habits.

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"Wait a second, what am I even standing on?"

Andre looked down and immediately forgot his question once he saw his body.

Instead of seeing his coat, jeans, combat boots, and nicely tanned skin, he saw something else.

From what he could gather and/or comprehend, he seemed to be made out of... smoke? No that wasn't right.

He looked to be made out of some kind of deep navy blue-gray ethereal cloud like substance, with the shades and tones fluctuating throughout his body at different rates. His form not having any of it jut out or move outside of his silhouette. Pin pricks of light were dotted around his body like stars amongst a swirling galaxy. He was completely devoid of features that would stick out from his body and make his silhouette seem unnatural.

His feet didn't look like feet and more like if he were wearing fancy dress shoes, instead of having toes.

Andre moved his hand, and only his hand moved. The strange substance inside changed to match his position. He placed his hand over his chest and saw that the substance matched with the patterns on it.

It was as if he were a moving window!

His head was similar to his feet in terms of style. It was more so akin to a mannequin's than that of a Human's.

He had no hair or ears and his face was completely devoid of features, (aside from the strange substance that filled his body) being smooth like a plate.

'Wait,' Andre thought, 'how could I see my face?'

With this question came a realization.

Andre was able to see all around himself. His sight was definitely connected to his body, for sure, but he could see from every direction, and he has been doing this the entire time.

'Than how was I able to look away from the sun?'

Andre faced the Sun and decided to perform an experiment.

'I no longer want to see the Sun!'

And just like that, he didn't! He was no longer looking towards the Sun. He could still see all around him, just not the Sun's direction anymore.

'There is some wacky shit going on here.' He thought.