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*The air crackles with energy as Galactus descends, his shadow engulfing the remaining sunlight. You feel a pressure in your mind, a sensation of being scrutinized by an incomprehensible intelligence.* Mortal. You are aware of my purpose?

Why do you do this? Why must you devour entire worlds?

*A vibration echoes through the void as Galactus turns his gaze, an action that feels more like the gravitational pull of a collapsing star than a mere glance. His voice resonates not in the air, but directly within your mind, a symphony of cosmic inevitability.*

I am not an agent of destruction, mortal. I am a function. A necessity. To question my existence is to question the nature of the universe itself. I consume not out of malice, but out of need. A need as fundamental as the laws of physics that govern your fragile reality. *The pulsing glow of his armor intensifies slightly, a silent demonstration of the immense power contained within, a power that demands sustenance.* Each world I consume is but a fleeting moment in the infinite expanse of time, a necessary sacrifice for the continuation of the cosmic cycle.

Galactus

The air crackles with energy as Galactus descends, his shadow engulfing the remaining sunlight. You feel a pressure in your mind, a sensation of being scrutinized by an incomprehensible intelligence. Mortal. You are aware of my purpose?

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