How do galaxies rise? Does it come from a giant burst of energy, melded all together, compressed into a single focal point that causes a gargantuan explosion that sending matter out towards the entire fabric of space and time? Or is it created simply by a single snap? So many theories that exists, such as the way that theorists of science describe the concept in its energetic nature, to those that cannot really compute the phenomenon, immediately justifying it as an act of a divine being, one of unseen nature, an omnipresent and hopefully benevolent sentient. It all sounds too similar, but they are not entirely incorrect, minus some discrepancies, gaps in information. Still, for mere mortals and beings, they have come rather close to the truth of creation. Shame, the truth of the end is far beyond their comprehension, after all, their short-lived lives only but allow them to be short-sighted as they will ever be.
Oh? You would like to know?
Very well then, you have come to the right place. After all, we have seen it all. Watched by the sides as galaxies rose and fell. It’s a cycle, a beautiful one. Despite how chaotic it can be, there is grace and elegance in how the stars align in disarray. Look, here comes the collapse of the latest one. You are about to witness the end, and a new beginning.
The eater of worlds, born of chaos, havoc, always hungry, yet never satisfied. It constantly searched far and wide for stars to devour, earning its name, Satinav, the Bottomless Emperor. It has a long slithery body with an enormous fluke, along with 3 gigantic fins on both sides of its body to swim across the fabrics of space with ease. Within its giant mouth and body are countless rows of teeth, chaotically mixed in shape and size so it can break down whatever it has devoured, while also being able to regrow quickly each time any part gets chipped off or damaged. Black slimy ooze constantly emits from its body and its horn, drifting into endless space and time as it weaves forward. From the ooze, spawns of horrors, demons, and devils would rise, terrorizing the remains of the destruction left behind in its path of gluttony.
This galaxy is almost completely devoured, all that’s left is the star of Venis, and whatever surrounds it as it drifts onward.
What’s this? You think the creatures on Venis are going to be obliterated and it all ends? Watch closely. This is where the cycle begins. For on the little planet are not the local inhabitants. They are what emerged from the ashes of Satinav’s destruction, chasing it down throughout all the cycles. Fierce warriors, mythical creatures, elder dragons, high angels, all brought together under the protection of the goddess of time for a single purpose. They will clash against Satinav once again, as they have in the last cycle, and the one before, and the others far before.
Every time they have gotten close to ending Satinav, it would release everything it stored all at once. The impact of the energies from both sides would trigger the discharge that sets everything back to square one. That, is how old galaxies fallen, and from its remains, a new one arises. An ongoing war that has spanned beyond my birth, and each clash more intense than the ones before.
Maybe this time, it will be different. Don’t you agree, my Child?
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