"Awakening Beyond Ruin"
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Setali Beutell… had ruptured.
It had been consumed by its own spiraling power.
A world once luminous and divine… now torn to cosmic fragments.
And Mythimush
The one who once orbited above like a moon of memory
had vanished into the void.
No sign. No light.
Not even an echo remained of his presence.
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But what Doma and Deffo witnessed next
was something far more terrifying.
The shattered fragments…
began to move.
Slowly…
inevitably…
with a will of their own…
Each fragment gravitated toward the others like shattered hearts aching to become whole again.
And then
BANG.
BANG.
BANG!!!
One after another, they collided.
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The Chain of Bangs
A storm of fusion ignited across the galactic ruins
Every collision sparked a new explosion.
Tiny, phosphorescent bursts like scattered fireworks lit the infinite dark.
Blue, violet, crimson, and silver embers danced across the void.
It looked like the universe itself had started celebrating the end of its own creation.
FOSHHHH...SHAAANGG...!
Each bang sang like a hymn of destruction,
and from within their flames came whispers of old energy....uncontained, unforgotten.
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Doma stepped forward.
Towering, composed.
His black scales glistened like celestial stone, reflecting the flickers of ruin.
Doma (calmly):
"Keep moving forward…
Fesutor must be completed."
His voice was steady.
Unyielding.
But Deffo
He could not move.
His legs trembled.
His wings limp.
His eyes were drowning in visions ... of home, of the sky-sea, of the crystal tree…
of his parents.
Everything was spinning.
His breath shortened.
His ears rang with silence.
He could no longer hear anything.
Only the fading echo of what used to be…
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And then
once again…
Doma lowered his colossal head,
and gently pressed his forehead to Deffo's.
A spark.
A connection.
Not of force
but of essence.
And this time…
Deffo remained awake.
Fully awake.
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The Change Begins
With teary eyes, he watched
as the light coursed through him.
His fingers, his chest, his tail
Every inch began to shift.
Not in pain.
Not in violence.
But in quiet, dazzling rebirth.
He saw the glow.
He felt the power.
He accepted the truth.
Doma slowly stepped back....his eyes never blinking.
But this time
Deffo's glow… didn't fade.
The colors that danced upon his skin
the shimmer of cosmos across his wings
remained.
Alive.
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Doma turned his head toward the swirling destruction far ahead.
Dozens of fragments still roared, colliding endlessly....causing new bangs with each fusion.
Doma (softly):
"We must silence those fragments…
before they silence everything."
His voice trembled....not with fear,
but with the weight of what must be done.