The enormous, exotic creature, that once, full of life and health was traveling among the galaxies, now, wounded and sick, stands still within the void, waiting for the death its sickness will bring. It just struggles to protect itself from the predators that will soon appear, thirsty for its life. The predators are quickly getting closer, filling the void with their cold howls. They are smelling the fear in their prey's heart. The creature is trembling. It tries to move, to escape, but its sick, young body can't follow its mind's order. The predators are encircling it, they trap it, and one by one, with a lighting fast move, they drive their fast and sharp tentacles into the creature's body. The creature howls and screams with horror. It hurts. It hurts with deep and sharp pain. But it is helpless. Inside its screams, it tries to say something, but the predators won't listen. With no mercy, slowly and painfully they are sucking its guts. Drop by drop, piece by piece, they are sucking life out of it. The creature is shaking, it screams in anguish and tries to save the last pieces of its life. But the predators are too many and too fast, and their prey's fear is turning their howls bigger and bigger. And they carry on sucking and eating the matter of life. The creature knows the end is close. It sends a last, painful scream, so painful, it makes the galaxy bleed. It whispers something. And then it dies. The predators, pleased with their meal, leave the empty carcass into the black void to get lost in space and time, helpless to escape from neither of them.
What they don't know, is that by sucking the matter of life out of the creature, they got infected by its sickness. By sucking its life, the were sucking its death too. Drop by drop. And what they also don't know, is that inside its screams, the creature was saying exactly this: "
Stop! You will die with me!"
(for some reason, I think
this piece of music is following the story)
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