Long long long time in a galaxy that is ours; up above our homes in the sky of the areas of which we called the unknown, and of these modern times: space. There was a war happening between the black holes and stars which involved all life being sucked out of the living by the black holes. Stars and planets formed armies to defend each other from death, but were unable to prevent what was considered as unreasonable chaos during that era in space. Cornered; Seventy-eight hundred billion stars were left to defend themselves from the black holes whom were engulfing all life and light from the universe. (780,000,000,000 stars) One star suggested the first plan of attack and defense to weaken and destroy the Black Hole Army of Space. That plan was for all stars to form together and make one super ultra star. Which they did since all other plans failed and as one ultra star... I won. --------- Then sixteen thousand time cycles later; (16,000 times the universe recycle/restarted from the end of time to the beginning to get rid of the sick and twisted) The black holes were given another chance at living, but formed another army to engulf all life and light from the entire universe. They formed as one giant black hole and ripped everything that wasnt dead into its unknown abyss. On the planet we are on now, but four thousand years ago of this present moment; the skies began to darken as if light never existed. Many civilians were curious and scared so I offered to check out what was happening in the skies above us. I shot up towards space in a rocket that was propelled by fire and met face to face with the giant black hole. I was swallowed up and fought inside... Eventually; after eleven years of non-stop fighting and knocking what it had swallowed out of its stomach, I laid the finishing blow on the Alpha Black Hole. I was spat out of its mouth towards the planet called Vanadiel (Beautiful and Vanity mixed together), now known as Earth (Some people think this planet is Eh and others consider it art), and rocketed downward until I hit the ground. When the people of Earth, 4,000 years, saw me falling; I appeared as a falling star: They named it the Tear Drop Star. The people of that era thought I had died a battle I had won and in memory of me decided to have a festival in my honor once a year. Little did they know I fought for eleven straight years to protect and save everyone four thousand years ago from certain death. --------------- Since then all the black holes have been looking for a final resting place... Ive been and will continue fighting for the safety for everyone so we can live happily in a peaceful universe and planet away from crime and death. And after 4,000 years later; at 8:20 PM GMT, all the black holes have finally died since the Alpha Black Hole kept them all alive and is no more finally. The end of black holes.
Posted on: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 01:17:31 +0000
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