[GTS] To devour is to survive, that is the way of life for all those who transcend the confines of the Insignificant things called planets, who break the laws of mortality and go beyond the sanity of reason, that is the way of a Devourer of worlds...
I locked eyes with my sister, crimson fire burning in her gaze. But just as I readied myself, something—no, someone—caught my attention. I turned my head, my sharp blue eyes shifting away from my opponent for just a second.
That's when I saw him.
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There, standing on the dark flesh of her nipple, was the tiny figure of the human. Conrad.
My stomach twisted. What is he doing there?
The Void was no place for creatures as fragile as him, yet there he stood, impossibly small, standing atop of big sisters body. I could tell she was shielding him in some way—otherwise, he would have been reduced to cosmic dust by now—but it didn't make me feel any better.
Because she—Darkness—was playful. Too playful. And our kind didn't keep things around for long.
"Hey! Where are you looking?"
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I barely had time to react before Crimson's fist rocketed toward me.
I snapped my arms up just in time, bracing against the blow. The moment her knuckles connected, a shockwave of raw power detonated between us—gold slamming against crimson, the forces colliding and rippling outward, twisting the very fabric of the Void.
My arms shook as I held my ground. "Damn you!" I growled, retaliating with my own punch.
She caught it. Smirking.
Her grip was iron. My golden aura flared, trying to push against hers, but she barely seemed fazed.
"All this concern for a mortal like that?" she taunted, her voice dripping with amusement. "All this rage for a tiny little planet filled with such delicious energy?" She laughed, throwing my fist away with little effort.
I clenched my jaw. "They're mine." My voice came out firm, unwavering.
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