Before the fourth sacrifice destroyed the Orion Cygnus Arm. Before the skies were vomiting impending lights from a nearby dimension. The angular momentum of the Oort cloud changed. Exposing the ecliptic plane. Before Uranus destroyed his moons, The Sun took his core away. Andromeda witnessed his act of betrayal. They knew his blood wasn't red. The Sun ejected him to the depths. He was forced to stay. An equinox of despair darkened his poles. Ultraviolet violence corrupted it all in the galaxy. The agony condensed on those protoplanets. The fatal consequences reflected in billions of years. Satellites, secret moons, lurking star rings. A massive conjunction of death. When planets collide, spiral arms grow, floating like stellar corpses, disturbing star formations. And darkness conquers space, expanding the obscurest density waves, arousing life light years away from us. We all are from a small planet that orbits around a mediocre star, in the galaxy suburbs. Its collision will merge to form a giant elliptical force and at the end, that star will be left with none of the bodies that first were orbiting it.