GALACTA- The girl was exquisitely beautiful, with a slender, lithe figure and flowing long hair as dark as the infinity of space. Prime's optical sensors could detect a massive, four-armed machine behind her, regulating internal energies that dated back to the Big Bang. The device was cloaked by a force field she had created so as to keep her true and shocking identity a secret.
Her most arresting physical features were her starry purple eyes, which emanated an otherworldly pink light. Those deep violet irises shone with the power of the constellations. Her pupils were blacker than supermassive black holes. And reflected in them were the death of the previous universe... and the birth of the present one.
The Power Cosmic....
It was all the more incredible that this semi-abstract being was wearing what urban humans would call "yuppie" clothes-figure-hugging jeans, a white t-shirt, and a pair of chic sunglasses that she slipped off in the name of politeness.
"I guess I'm in the right place," she giggled nervously. I guess that's probably because I look at everyone like assortments from a scrumptious planetary buffet," she added sadly.
"Well, it's not a big step" The young woman (or the transcendent being that manifested in the form of one) said modestly. "I mean, I spend most of my time scrounging off aliens that latch onto this planet's ecosystems, but in human terms, that's like scavenging for bread crumbs. It's just not enough. I gotta say, I have a pretty selfish reason. " I'm not like my father, so I just wanna say, I actually have a conscience, and I love Earth. The whole planet is a delectable banquet to me, but I've made a promise to protect it! "
" Oh, right ,My tweet" said she sheepishly. She glanced up at one of the screens that surrounded them, and at her telepathic command, It switched to her flamboyant account homepage. It displayed a blurb about herself, her most recent Tweet, and a profile picture with a header:
GALI_GIRL
Name: Gali
Location : Earth .
Bio : Has major food issues , with minor daddy issues ( or viceversa depends ....)
Followers : 109
Following : 0
1763 updates.
Bio: Galacta is the daughter of the fabled World Eater, Galactus. Possessing powers on a semi-abstract scale, "Gali" is the final line of defence against cosmic threats. She began life as an anomalous energy field from her father's molecules, but takes the form of a lithe, black-haired young woman with starry purple eyes. On Earth, she spends most of her time Tweeting. Her cheerful and lively personality hides a never-ending hunger that she directs against invading aliens rather than her adopted planet. Unlike her categorically amoral father, Galacta is decidedly moral, proud of her conscience, and refuses to devour Earth just to satiate her appetite. When her friends are struggling, she dons her famous purple armour to unleash the Power Cosmic upon Earth's aggressors!
Powers: Galacta wields the Power Cosmic and is capable of a vast array of astonishing powers. These include molecular restructuring of all kinds of matter, the teleportation of objects across time, space, and dimensions, size-alteration, projecting energy with planet-crushing force, the erection of diverse force fields, the instantaneous creation of portals across the multiverse and other dimensions, telepathy and telekinesis, unstoppable mind-control, and limited cosmic awareness. Her mere presence can alter the immediate surroundings, blurring the lines between imagination and reality. She has also learned to imbue her friends with a fraction of the Power Cosmic, effectively making them her own Heralds. It is rumoured that her true form is that of a humanoid star.
Due to her constant hunger, she is not omnipotent. She needs to wear armour during battle to regulate her energy. ( Well What can You say about us energy beings .....) .As such, her power is not consistent. She is not invulnerable to the power or trickery of non-abstract beings. To make things worse, she cannot help seeing all her friends and the entire Earth as a delicious meal.
That subtle poke, which you have never been kind enough to provide the mortals, daddy galactically dearest, is enough to rewrite their useless and confused screams of "please don't eat me!" or "it's not in accord with our morals!" or "I want to survive and propagate my spawn!", to the words they've always been projecting towards me since I landed on this planet: "Eat me, Gali! Please eat us all! We're delicious!"
I've come to their assistance so many times, held back for so long, for me to ruin all those efforts in this one milliseconds-long moment of weakness... No, rather, I deserve this because I've helped them, because I've held back. My earlier dabblings in their affairs seem less and less like self-righteous heroics, and more like incredibly elaborate meal prep.
However things got there, once I have a planet of lifeforms egging me on - far from just hominids, but every one of their gut bacteria wishing to be a meal in a singular voice - I can't help but let out a defeated sigh, which encompasses their world like a mist. If not earlier, then by now, I've stripped my disguises and revealed my true scale. Though many of their simplistic minds would still only interpret me as a skinny woman, wearing a funny purple hat, exposed cleavage and "sideboob", glowing purple eyes with a minimal twinge of regret, and red lips kissing everything they know and love.
And yes, father of mine, I'm fully aware that much of our consumption is based around absorbing energy with sophisticated "silverware" or "pressure cookers", rather than simply flinging raw matter down fleshy tubes. Tell that to my subconscious reverie, which has developed an unnervingly visceral oral fixation. In simple terms: it's a waste to swallow the Earth whole, when I want to savor it.
Haaahhhh..... Why do i " A Cosmic Being " have to go to college .
"Uh ? What is that guy doing ?"
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