Dark Blood Age

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For higher life, time is a controllable variable, it is only used to measure the process of movement and change of the smallest unit of matter. The speed of this process, embodied in the world view, is the speed of the passage of time.

Long interstellar journeys, star shuttles spanning millions of light-years, high life with long life and controlled matter movements, are never worried about time, but about astronomical materials needed for long distances, especially in the dark realm of nothing.

By the time we reached the edge of the Delta galaxy, everything from the most advanced Zulu cubes in the entire fleet to the old Cold Star fleet, which had long been torn apart into resources, was as tragic as just escaping from the dark storm raging sea, even dying.

All material is consumed clean and clean. If not for the extremely thin, but vast, nebulous belt on the edge of the galaxy that spans several light-years, some matter is barely collected. Whether the entire ship can support seeing the stars in the periphery of the first triangular galaxy is still unknown.

This star is not huge, it is a common red dwarf star, far less luminous and voluminous than the Earth's sun, about one percent of the sun, and compared to the thriving star world in the center of the triangle galaxy, it is like a homeless orphan wandering on the edge of a major human city, and is likely to be taken away at any moment by the gravitational "group” of the next fairy galaxy.

The only thing that it can be proud of, and probably the only thing that it can do in the future, is live longer than life, and age slowly with the old lady of the universe.

But it's not the first generation or the second generation of grandchildren of the mothers of the universe, the tall, rich, handsome stars, not to mention in the universe, in this little galaxy of the triangle galaxy, there are countless red dwarves like it, and grandmothers don't love their parents.

The saddest thing is that its descendants, fathers and ancestors, after one explosion, contracted, collapsed, exploded again... the legacy left over from the generations, those heavy elements that accumulated over and over again under the agglomeration reaction year after year —— even the precious family property that can form the planet, not knowing whether it was defeated or robbed by other giant superstars, in short, today it has nothing beside it, except itself, which is already a poor light egg, abandoned on the edge of the desert by the extended family of the triangle galaxy, nobody cares, nobody cares.

It's obviously accustomed to this life, and it's lived for a very, very long time, maybe hundreds of millions of years, maybe billions of years, all alone, humble and vagrant, and even the smallest little meteorite won't come here to say hello to it.

In its long and ordinary life, the only “friend” to be seen, or from a supernova explosion in the fairy galaxy 60 million years ago, the ravishing and luxurious array of radiation and interstellar material floods, like the beauties in the famous sports car, rushed hundreds of light-years away from it to the stars, at a time when it was overwhelmed and panicked, it didn't even have time to say hello to them, and it had not seen the world since its birth, as if it were a dirt trap to look at it in a remote and silly way.

And that was looking at it for years, until one day, when it unknowingly approached the path they were flying on, it finally took the courage to save one with its own pathetic gravity and to live with it in the cold stars on the edge until it was old with the universe.

However, they just glanced at it and quickly jumped into a galaxy from a family of triangular galaxies to a fairy galaxy, passing a dozen light-years away, massively in the arms of thousands of times its super blue giant stars, and the enormous gravity almost turned it upside down and killed it.

When it slipped away from the “luxury wind” of passing, it could only look far behind them and further away from the home of the Delta galaxy, and life became darker and more lonely and difficult.

At the same time as it is ashamed and inferior, it is extremely envious that its quality determines that it will never have such a big day of wind explosion in its lifetime, and that it will not be more destined to become a powerful man in the universe after an explosion that no one dares to cause - a black hole or a neutron star, and this is the future glorious life of that super blue giant star!

For 60 million years, it continued to wander in darkness, silently licking the wound of the wind, hoping to make up for the quality of the loss. Unfortunately, there was nothing here, and time, like quiet running water, gradually returned to the bland solitude that had perished in the starry sky, leaving only that deep wound of material damage.

For a long time, it has looked forward to the arrival of an interstellar meteorite, to the encounter of a star similar to it, but has never expected to acquire a planet of its own, let alone to encounter, or even to have, the greatest miracle of the universe - life!

That's what the most biased, very few lucky men in the universe can have, the vast sky, the countless stars, the trillions of stars, only a tiny few can have.

But today, before the fairy galaxy's gravitational hooligans pulled it apart, it suddenly and suddenly encountered once again the second “glorious” of its “star life” before it was about to cross a cluster of nebulae - countless lives of all kinds, ecstatic, racing for fear, bees crazily rushing towards its lost little red dwarf for countless years, abandoned for countless years.

At that moment, the matter dispersed on the surface of its stars seemed to tremble in horror, as if it were going to hide from itself.

And yet sudden happiness comes so magically, no matter how humble it is, pulled by the immense gravitational pull of the fairy galaxy, these lives are like seeing a baby, chasing it tightly, surrounding it, as if it were the most beautiful, precious star in the universe, not the most ordinary, least eye-catching red dwarf.

Those seemingly tired fleets, even the smallest deck, symbolize the artificial beauty of the universe, which is evidence that life changes the world of the universe and is the great and magical thing about life!

They surround it tightly and fly slowly in its gravitational embrace, much smaller than its tiny body, almost a tiny black dot, so small that it can't be seen without opening its big eyes.

Yet this is the first time it has life, even if it passes by, but they do not dislike it, but rather treat it as a treasure, letting its star nucleus tremble carefully, fearing that its own non-peaceful cohesive reaction will harm these lives, carefully protecting them in their own light that is not too hot, trying to emit a little more heat, warming this poor group of life as if escaping from the cold world.

It hastily gave them the star matter they desperately needed, in fear of dying.

In the universe, matter is forever the most precious and scarce thing, especially stars, and matter is their life. Inside galaxies, all stars are engaged in never-ending intergalactic warfare for matter, and between galaxies and galaxies, even more so since the birth of the universe.

But it's not stingy at the moment, trying to give life to the few things that its small stars possess, communicating beautifully with them with light and radiation, listening to their beating sounds, and feeling the miracle of life.

It's happy at the time, it's never had happiness, it's even afraid that these lives will leave soon, and if it has a planet, even one, it might be able to leave them, it's too poor, it's too cold, it has nothing but its own mass.

But they did not leave quickly, greedily absorbing light and matter in its gravitational embrace, its body “bleeding” and losing mass, but it did not care at all, just hoping to stay longer.

However, happiness is always short-lived, so happiness is pursued tirelessly. Shortly after the arrival of this group of people who regard it as a cosmic treasure, the opposite fairy galaxy seemed to have known in advance that a massive radiation flood passed through a long and vast cluster of nebulae at the speed of light, approaching in its direction.

From the first particle impinged on its star wind ball circle, it recognized who it was, the super blue giant 60 million years ago, making it wolf, turning it upside down, and even nearly killing its jumping trough to the star of the fairy galaxy, the super flash across the street!

Magnificent interstellar streams of matter and intense radiation will sweep through everything here, and immediately thereafter, a black hole, or a horrible neutron star of mass and density, will appear not far away, powerful enough to force gravity, will “harvest” everything nearby, destroy all nearby stars, and these poor lives.

It is sad to know at this time that the Fairy Galaxy, that extremely powerful, brilliant and prosperous family of stars galaxy, all the stars of the triangular galaxy are desirous of happiness and beauty, to lure it to the past, not to give it a good life, from now on to the helpless vagrancy, but to give this super blue giant as “food”.

It also knows that its life expectancy may no longer coincide with the sky, and soon it will be pulled into a black hole or plunged into a neutrino superstar and become one of the quality of others.

It cannot resist such a fate, and the universe will always be cold, weak, strong, weak, whose quality determines whether it struggles so much or not, destiny is doomed that Mother of the Universe loves only those strong men of great mass, and will never protect such weak stars.

It's even more unlikely to get revenge. At such a close distance, being abducted by that super blue giant is the best result, otherwise it might be blown away by a strong radiation flood formed by the super eruption.

This is reality, its quality dictates, but it still struggles, struggles to the death!

As if, behind it, there is this universe, the only people who have ever seen it, the only people who cherish it, who see it as a treasure!

A massive flood of radiation, infinite flow of matter, impacting everything in this direction, it painfully supports, distorts the weak body and counteracts the rapidly coming, more violent explosion with its own gravity.

And that bunch of lives are hiding behind it, using the time it buys with life to make something crazy.

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When the raging floods of radiation and interstellar matter had struck past, it had faltered, but it clearly felt the horrific stars formed after the explosion, approaching here in seconds, as if someone was manipulating them, precisely divided.

Those lives are still struggling to make something, but time seems to be running out, drilling a newborn cosmopolitan superior born after the Big Bang - a neutron star that's still self-collapsing, heading towards it, and those lives that are cold-blooded.

It sadly finds that if it rushes up at this time, it will not only have nothing to do with making up for it, but it will also have the potential to help it break through that point of threshold, potentially making it a scarier black hole than a neutron star!

It not only avenges, but also helps the enemy become stronger.

But it rushed into the past, and in the war of gravity, it rushed towards the nascent neutron star, the super blue star of the past.

It finally looked back at those lives and loosened its gravitational embrace, dismembered stars, like tears, in the universe for the last time leaving traces of luminosity, traversing its ordinary and humble life.

The neutron star had long forgotten who it was and didn't even look at it, as if it had absorbed all other qualitative foods before, flying through the nebula with pride.

Yet it is about to disappear into a gravitational sharp knife, something that the madness of life creates, flashing bright fluctuations in the dark, tremendous and fierce repulsion, like a sword, shattering from the top of the universe, chopping it apart, trembling in time and space.

At that moment, the moment before his death, he smiled happily, never smiled before, as if he had seen the only neutron star, slightly trembling under the "sword” of the madness of life!

This is the most amazing thing about life in the universe, with the unlimited possibilities that they seem to have been designed for physical life.

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