Chương 241: Chapter 241
Galaxy Destroyer was just a name—a joke, really. The kind of name someone gives a cat when they're trying too hard to be clever. He was a long-haired black cat with one white paw and yellow eyes that always seemed to hide something you couldn't quite figure out. He belonged to Aaron, a quiet young man who lived alone in a sagging, one-story house on the edge of a forgotten town. The house creaked nonstop, and at night, the wind whistled through cracks in the windows.
Galaxy Destroyer didn't ask for his name. He didn't ask for the weird feeling people got when they looked into his steady, unblinking stare. He just existed, like cats do, until one day, everything changed.
It started on a Tuesday. Aaron brought home an old bookshelf he picked up at a garage sale. It was sturdy, but the wood was warped and darkened with age. It smelled like damp dirt. Aaron didn't notice, but Galaxy Destroyer did. The cat perched on top of the shelf, staying there for hours, staring at a knot in the wood that looked oddly like an eye.
Over the next few days, the house felt different. Aaron didn't notice right away, but he started sleeping more, his body feeling heavy, his dreams turning strange. Endless black voids stretched in his mind, filled with a sound he couldn't hear—only feel.
Galaxy Destroyer stopped eating. He sat by the windowsill, staring at the sky. Aaron shook his head, muttering about weird cats, then went back to bed.
One night, Aaron woke to a loud crash in the living room. He stepped into the dark hallway, the floor freezing under his bare feet. The living room lights wouldn't turn on. Swearing under his breath, he moved toward the old bookshelf. It had fallen over.
Something moved.
Aaron froze. Galaxy Destroyer sat in the wreckage, perfectly still, those yellow eyes glowing faintly. Then he opened his mouth—not to meow, but to speak.
"Do you see it yet?"
Aaron stumbled backward, knocking into the coffee table. His heart hammered against his ribs.
"W-what?"
The cat tilted its head slowly. "It's waking up. I'm waking up. Soon, you'll understand."
The voice wasn't normal. It wasn't soft or high-pitched like a cartoon cat. It sounded hollow, like metal grinding in the dark. Aaron backed out of the room, hands shaking, and didn't stop running until he slammed his bedroom door shut.
He spent the night on the floor, sitting against the wall, staring at the door. Galaxy Destroyer scratched once, then fell silent. Aaron didn't sleep.
By morning, Galaxy Destroyer was gone. Aaron found the cat door swinging when he finally left his room. For days, he told himself he'd imagined it. He was exhausted. Losing his mind, maybe. He went to work, barely noticing how quiet the house had become.
Then he noticed other things.
The sky looked wrong. Not stormy, just off. Stars appeared in strange, precise patterns, too perfect to be natural. Aaron tried talking to people at work, but they stared blankly or changed the subject, their faces slack and dull. On the fourth day, the wind stopped. There were no birds, no cars, no sound at all.
Galaxy Destroyer came back that night.
Aaron was in the kitchen when he heard the cat door creak. He turned, gripping the counter as Galaxy Destroyer padded in, silent. The cat's fur looked darker, like it was sucking in the light. Its yellow eyes seemed larger now, heavy in a way Aaron couldn't explain.
"I've seen it now," Galaxy Destroyer said. The voice echoed, even though the kitchen was small.
Aaron shook his head, sweat forming on his forehead. "Stop! You're not supposed to talk. You're not supposed to—"
"You're just a pawn," the cat said, sitting in the middle of the room. Its mouth didn't move, but the sound rattled in Aaron's skull. "You're nothing, but I'll let you see."
The kitchen groaned. The ceiling stretched higher, the corners pulling into angles that didn't make sense. The walls turned black, rippling like ink in water. Aaron dropped to his knees, hands over his ears. But the sound kept coming—a low, vibrating noise, like laughter from something massive.
Galaxy Destroyer stepped closer, tilting his head like he was studying something small. "It's already begun. It wakes, and I wake with it. You'll watch it all burn."
Aaron looked up. The cat's shadow stretched across the walls, and it wasn't a cat anymore. Its form shifted, growing and moving with shapes Aaron's mind couldn't handle. Eyes blinked open across its body. Strange, twisted limbs appeared, bending the wrong way. The ceiling tore apart, showing nothing above—just black.
Aaron screamed and ran, but the thing that had been his cat reached for him.
Galaxy Destroyer didn't kill him. Not right away. It made him see.
Aaron's mind shattered as visions overwhelmed him. Planets broke apart like paper. Stars collapsed, becoming gaping holes. Light itself bled and died. In the middle of it all, something massive moved through the void, too big to see or understand. Its eyes stared forever, unblinking.
And at its center sat Galaxy Destroyer. Calm. Still. Watching.
Aaron dropped to the ground, convulsing, the visions gone. Galaxy Destroyer sat beside him, quiet. "Now you understand."
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Days passed. Aaron wandered the empty town. Buildings sat still and silent. Cars were abandoned. The sky above stayed dark, with stars that felt sharp and wrong. He was the only one left.
Sometimes, he saw Galaxy Destroyer sitting on rooftops, watching. The cat's body blurred at the edges now, shifting like it wasn't really there. When Aaron stared too long, he saw glimpses of what was inside—eyes, teeth, and shapes his brain couldn't hold.
He tried to leave, but the roads always turned him back. No matter where he went, he ended up at his house. Galaxy Destroyer was always waiting.
One night, Aaron stood in the backyard, staring at the black sky. He saw something moving behind the stars, twisting endlessly. There was no point in running. He could hear Galaxy Destroyer walking up behind him.
"It's time," the voice said.
Aaron turned. The cat sat at his feet, looking up. Behind it, the shape in the sky spread out, growing bigger, swallowing everything.
Galaxy Destroyer tilted his head. "You get to see it first."
The world tore apart. Aaron's mind broke into pieces, falling into the dark. The last thing he saw were the cat's yellow eyes, watching him from nowhere.
And then there was nothing—only black. The voice of the thing laughed as it ate the galaxy, one star at a time.
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