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Stars.

Big, beautiful balls of gas that we look at in the dead of night. At least, that's what everyone thinks. To me, they are my people. The people who have passed and are able to live out eternity as beautiful orbs of light and give hope to lost souls.

The stars. My people. My home.

You're probably wondering, who and, more importantly, what  I am. Well, my name is Stardust, and I am human. Its actually, more complicated than that, but I'll explain that later.

This all started with my mother and father, of course we all know what happened. However, my mother kept it a secret that she had become pregnant, with me. Because of this, I began training with the league of assassins until I was seven. I then was sent by my mother to live with my father, the playboy billion air, Bruce Wayne. He was appalled and ashamed when he met me, and this is what lead me to come face to face with Death, and gain a sense of beauty.

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