Blackbloods

There's this guy and his friend. Both are powerful beings, forces of nature, and the end of the cycle.

Some revere them as the divines. Most revile them, cursing the very ground they tread upon. And there are those who simply pray that the duo remains uninvolved in their lives.

"Cut. Man, you're bad at description.""That wasn't very cash money of you, pal. Dude's trying to make a living, weißt du?"

It appeared that the guy's lil PET, a companion with a penchant for being a loud mouth-

"Not you too."

Now, after years, he finally found his old home planet. How does this fine gentleman, with his colossal jerk of a companion, influence this world around them?