Papillon Souvenirs Theatre. A theatre that was once respected and beloved by a small town. This town loved going to the theatre to watch their shows. Shows that have most certainly been forgotten by the people of this modern world. Along with the theatre. Now it sits alone with nobody there. Except one. Me.

I have lived in Papillon Souvenirs Theatre for years. I was the star of every show that needed me. People loved my performances. My hair flowing as a danced, sang, and/or acted. I was beloved by the people. Despite my young appearance I'm quite old. At first it was because I was a witch. A very powerful one at that. But now it is because I have ascended to godhood. Though nobody remembers me. Or my shows. Or this theatre. I haven't had a visitor is so many years. Until.....

One day I heard a knock at the theatre's main doors. I excitedly opened the doors exclaiming "Hello and welcome to Papillon Souvenirs Theatre! I am....". But as I was finishing I noticed there was nobody there. Only a box on the ground. I picked it up and brought it inside. I looked up at the glass stained glass window above the stage. It's glass formed the shape of a butterfly. I set the box down next to the throne I placed on the stage for myself. I opened the box and saw that inside was a strange box-like machine. I saw a note attached that read...

"Hello there. I have brought you this gift to give you a new audience. This machine is called a Personal Computer. Or PC for short. There will be more gifts coming throughout the days until you have everything you need to become a new form of entertainment. This form of entertainment is called a VTuber. Sincerely, J".

Though I was confused by what this note meant and who 'J' was I was excited nonetheless. I was getting a new audience. It had been so long since I had performed in front of an audience. I looked in the box and saw a paper booklet of how to work the PC. I was excited for future gifts.

Just like the note said 'J' left more gifts throughout the days until they left a note on the last gift telling me I had everything. After reading and memorizing each instruction booklet like it was a script for a new play I hooked up the PC and was able to become a VTuber. I was so excited. I was going to get a new audience. Then, everyone would remember my name once again. They would remember the name...

Clix: The Forgotten Butterfly God of Memories

(Before y'all ask: Yes Clix like my Dream SMP lore oc. The appearance is a later version I'm going to post............eventually).