There was a goblin or a trickster or a warrior. A nameless terrible thing Soaked in the blood of a billion galaxies. The most feared being in all the cosmos. And nothing could stop it, or hold it, or reason with it. One day it would just drop out of the sky and tear down your world. {Heads up: I've recently made this story mature for its suicidal themes and gore. If you have any concerns (I'm not sure why you would?), feel free to message me, I won't murder you, I promise.} {Also the first few chapters are kinda cringe so prepare yourself (＾ν＾ )}