In the cold expanse of the cosmos, where stars fade like fleeting sparks in the endless darkness, a being was forged that should never have existed. Geesar, the Shadow Corruptor, born from the hand of the World Devourer himself an ancient god of destruction, whose hunger could never be sated.

Geesar was no child. No random product of chaos. He was a weapon. A servant. A butcher. He grew up in the void, raised by a creature that consumed suns and erased dimensions as if they were nothing but dust in the wind.

The World Devourer did not speak with words but with visions of annihilation. He taught Geesar that life was a disease, one that could only be cleansed by fire. And Geesar, desperate for approval, did everything to please his master.

The Massacre of the Heavens

For millennia, Geesar traveled through galaxies a towering blue titan with burning eyes and a heart of emptiness. He descended upon planets teeming with life and wiped them out with ruthless precision. He crushed cities with his bare hands, tore continents apart, and set skies ablaze.

Yet the most terrifying thing was not his power it was his silence. Geesar never spoke to his victims. No words of mercy. No whispers of doubt. He simply carried out the will of the World Devourer, hoping that one day he might be something more than a tool. But the master never spoke to him. Never saw him as a son or a disciple only as a blade, slicing through the cosmos.

The Planet of Hope

One day, Geesar found a world that was different. Its people were not warriors, they sang when the sun rose and told their children stories of stars that granted wishes. Their leaders did not meet him with weapons, but with open hands.

A little girl stepped forward as Geesar's shadow swallowed the city. She held out a trembling flower. “You don’t have to do what he says,” she whispered. “You can be something else.”

For the first time in his existence, Geesar hesitated. His claws trembled. His heart which had never beaten felt a spark. Something that wasn’t rage or hatred.

The Betrayal of Darkness

But the World Devourer sensed his doubt. With cosmic fury, he unleashed his power upon Geesar and the planet. The ground shattered, oceans evaporated and even the stars flickered like dying candles.

Geesar screamed not in pain, but in sorrow. For the first time, he defied his creator. He spread his arms wide, shielding the last survivors as the heavens collapsed.

The planet was destroyed. But in the final moments of its existence, Geesar held the little girl in his hands until she, too, turned to ash.

The Damned Redeemer

Since that day, Geesar roams the void alone. He no longer destroys. He searches for planets in peril and protects them from the shadows a lost soul fighting for the life he once extinguished.

The World Devourer still hunts him, enraged by his “son’s” betrayal. But Geesar fights on. Not for forgiveness but because he learned that the light burning in even the weakest soul is stronger than any darkness. And when he crosses the void, some swear they can hear a gentle voice whispering in the emptiness: “You can be something else.”

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