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The dying world is blurred by the ash of smoking destruction as a young-looking woman, her senshi fuku a dull metallic color in the reflection of death, falls to her knees, leaning helplessly on a large, powerful sword. Her speech is strained beneath the flickering black force that electrifies her body with endless shock, her fingers gripping the blade of the massive weapon. "After defeating Chaos... this is all I get?" She lifts her shimmering eyes to the dark, ominous sky, proclaiming, "What good was it for me to fight!?"
    The crimson heart of the sickening force replied with only a beat, a beat now tuning itself with hers as she cringes, "Even though it's  now sealed... Chaos is still gaining energy. My body is going to..." The woman looks close to tears, and those still streaming to line her lashes are thrown to the air as she uses all her energy to stand, supporting herself on her blade, "... I have to..."She stands, one hand on the swords handle, the other thrown to her side, she exlaims defiantly to the universe itself, "Who will protect the galaxy if not me?" But she is replied with only silence, a biting cold feeling of being truly alone even though she's not the only one. In her mind, she battles with her heart, "I am alone... the only way to save them now... to save us all..." With that, a brilliant golden flower bloomed from the sun brooch on her chest, illuminating her entire fuku to a blinding white-gold, spreading to the farthest reaches of her soul. Around her, the ripped and eroded world turned green, then accented her color by blossoming the orchid's identical to hers, each opening slowly to reveal a glorious gem of unimaginable depth. They swarmed like locusts, surrounding her as she raised her precious jewel to the heavens, whispering to its glittering reflection, "Go fly... my star. The light of hope..." The diamond moved with her words, it's gentle rose casing holding a peral of the purest white. It moved higher, out of her reach, "Go to a place... where Chaos cannot find you." The gem split with a beam of bright red, becoming the silhouette of a butterfly in that color, spreading its tiny wings with a renewed strength. "Go to the stars... who will wrap you gently... in love... and justice." Galaxia closed her eyes and prayed for the safety of her messenger as, one by one, the star seeds rose spinning from their flowers, scattering and disapearing in it's wake.
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