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"They say it vanished without a trace... the star that once guided entire galaxies. No explosion, no collapse... just gone. The universe has never been so silent. For centuries, they’ve searched—astronomers, scientists, explorers—yet it remains hidden. Now, whispers echo through the cosmos: did it ever exist at all? Or did something... take it?"
"But now... something has changed. Deep space transmissions have picked up a signal—faint, almost imperceptible, but unmistakably coming from the star’s last known coordinates. A crew has been dispatched to investigate, but as they approach the empty void where the star should be... something watches them back. They aren't alone out there."
"As the crew drifts closer, the signal grows louder... pulsing. Their instruments fail—screens flicker, gravity falters—and then, in the blackness, they see it. Not the star... but something far older, far darker. It’s been waiting. A voice crackles through the silence, barely a whisper: 'You were never meant to find us.' And then... the transmission cuts off."
By yogal shrestha"They say it vanished without a trace... the star that once guided entire galaxies. No explosion, no collapse... just gone. The universe has never been so silent. For centuries, they’ve searched—astronomers, scientists, explorers—yet it remains hidden. Now, whispers echo through the cosmos: did it ever exist at all? Or did something... take it?"
"But now... something has changed. Deep space transmissions have picked up a signal—faint, almost imperceptible, but unmistakably coming from the star’s last known coordinates. A crew has been dispatched to investigate, but as they approach the empty void where the star should be... something watches them back. They aren't alone out there."
"As the crew drifts closer, the signal grows louder... pulsing. Their instruments fail—screens flicker, gravity falters—and then, in the blackness, they see it. Not the star... but something far older, far darker. It’s been waiting. A voice crackles through the silence, barely a whisper: 'You were never meant to find us.' And then... the transmission cuts off."