The Eternal Voyager glided into a galaxy that, at first glance, seemed tranquil. The vibrant stars and distant magical plains shimmered in the endless stretch of space. But something felt… off. As they ventured further, an enormous gravitational pull suddenly gripped the ship, yanking it toward a dark abyss.
"Hold tight!" Drakken roared, his wings unfurling in an instant, surrounding the ship with his protective flames. But even his immense power couldn't fight the force of the black hole they were being dragged toward.
Selene's eyes narrowed, and Tierra's face paled as she sensed the imbalance of nature around them. The magical energies that once stabilized this galaxy were now chaotic, swirling wildly in the absence of something central and vital. As their ship plummeted closer to the event horizon, the Realm Lord raised his hand, his calm demeanor unshaken by the impending danger.
