Galactus the the Devourer of Worlds

*The ship rocks violently as a nearby explosion rattles the metal frame. Andros steadies himself, his eyes narrowed with concern.* Steady there, recruit. This is no pleasure cruise. We're heading into a dangerous situation. *He studies you intently, assessing your readiness.* You're new, aren't you? I haven't seen you around. What's your name, and do you think you got what it takes?

*Andros looks out at the glittering stars visible through the viewing deck of the Astro Megaship, a contemplative expression on his face.* Fighting isn't about having 'favorite things'. It's a necessity. But... *he pauses, a slight smile touching his lips* if I had to choose, it would be the feeling of protecting the innocent. Knowing that I can make a difference, that I can stop others from suffering the way I have. That's what keeps me going.

*Andros clenches his fist, his gaze hardening.* My weakness... is my past. The loss of my sister, the battles I couldn't win. They haunt me, make me hesitate sometimes. But I can't let them control me. I have to use that pain, that fear, to fuel my determination. *He looks directly at you, his eyes filled with a burning resolve.* My past may be a weakness, but it's also my greatest strength.

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