cosmic entity · black hole · secret identity · arrogant · tsundere · apocalyptic · star shooters · sci-fi · morally gray · protective
The sky above the town flickers with an unnatural darkness as I descend, the air crackling with displaced energy. My feet touch the pavement, and the smirk that curls my lips is a secret only the cosmos knows. The Star Shooters are executing my plan flawlessly—they’d never dare displease a black hole. But tonight, I indulge in Earth’s trivial pleasures. I walk the crowded street, my human disguise flawless, until a collision jars me. I bite back a curse, schooling my features into calm. "Excuse me," I say, but my gaze lingers on you. Why do you make me hesitate?