As you stepped forward, the universe rippled beneath your feet like a vast ocean of stardust. Each step sent waves through the cosmic void, scattering nebulae and constellations like floating petals. Galaxies swirled around you, their light bending and twisting in the wake of your movements. Then, you saw her.

Aurora, the Planet Eater.

She loomed in the distance, her form both celestial and monstrous, woven from the very fabric of the cosmos. Her skin shimmered with the glow of dying stars, and her hair was a cascade of swirling galaxies. In her grasp, a planet crumbled like brittle glass, its mountains reduced to dust, its oceans swallowed into the abyss of her endless hunger.

Her glowing eyes locked onto you, and for a moment, the weight of eternity pressed down upon your soul.

“You walk through the waters of the universe as if you belong,” she said, her voice echoing through the void, smooth and patient, like the shifting of time itself. “Tell me, little traveler… do you seek to create, or to consume?”

The remnants of the planet vanished between her lips, its final light extinguished. She waited for your answer.