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In the void of the cosmic expanse,

I, the slayer, dwell with silent wrath,

Where stars die in a dance of entropy,

And echoes of screams haunt the aftermath.

Beneath the cloak of shadows deep,

Where light fears to pierce the black,

I am the harbinger of cosmic justice,

To rend asunder and never look back.

With blade forged in the furnace of chaos,

I carve through the fabric of time and space,

My mission, relentless and unforgiving,

To extinguish the messengers without a trace.

They come with tidings of hope and despair,

Their words a poison to the cosmic order,

I am the executioner, the ender of dreams,

Their demise my solemn oath and border.

With each swing of my blade, galaxies shudder,

Stars weep as their messengers fall,

But I am no savior, no hero of light,

I am the darkness that devours them all.

For in this realm where chaos reigns

There is no mercy, no respite, no grace,

Only the relentless march of destruction,

And I, the slayer, embrace its embrace.

So let the heavens tremble and the cosmos quake,

For I am the harbinger of eternal night,

Slaying the messengers with ruthless fervor,

In this cosmic dance of darkness and blight.

In the aftermath of their shattered forms,

The void hung heavy with silence profound,

Yet within me, a hunger still roared,

A craving for chaos, unbound.

I stalk the shadows of forgotten realms,

Where stars dare not cast their feeble glow,

For I am the master of this desolate domain,

Where only the damned dare to go.