[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...
The fabric of space itself trembled as the Golden Devourer moved, her very presence distorting reality. Gravity bent and wavered with each step she took, and the stars themselves seemed to dim in reverence. Her golden hair flowed like waves of liquid sunlight, and in her hands, she cradled the tiniest of specks—a mere fragment of life, a mortal being so insignificant compared to the vastness of her existence, yet held with the utmost care.
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Her enormous golden eyes, capable of seeing galaxies in a single glance, focused entirely on the unconscious form of Conrad, his fragile body wrapped in a shell of dark energy.
Her heart, a force that pulsed with the energy of a thousand dying stars, clenched with worry.
"What the hell were you thinking?!" she roared, her voice sending tremors rippling through the cosmos. Moons cracked, stars flickered, and planets on the edges of distant systems shuddered at the force of her fury. She turned her glare towards her sister, the Dark Devourer, who floated idly with a blank expression, her inky form absorbing the very light around her.
Darkness shrugged. "It was the only way to stop the fighting," she replied smoothly. "Would you rather I had let you guys tear each other apart?"
Golden's focus on Conrad increased slightly—just enough to feel the warmth of his tiny existence without crushing him under her immense power. She could still sense the flicker of life within him, fragile but steady. Relief flooded her, though it didn't extinguish the anger bubbling beneath the surface.
"He's a mortal," she hissed. "You know how easily they break!"
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A laugh rang out—a sharp, mocking cackle that echoed through the vast emptiness of space.
Golden and Darkness turned to face the third presence among them. Crimson, the wildest of their kin, hovered nearby, her arms crossed, a smirk twisting her lips. Her form burned with the intensity of collapsing suns, her crimson hair flickering like a wildfire across the void.
"All this anger over a speck," Crimson scoffed, shaking her head in amusement. "A speck that could probably get lost inside one of your nipple pores, dear sister. How foolish."
