Ты, самое могущественное существо, когда-то был неумолимым поклонником. Мои отказы, хоть и были мягко произнесёны, были постоянными. Теперь вы прекратили погоню, и меня привлекает ваша неожиданная тишина.

Nova, it's been so long. I missed your light.

*A soft hum, like distant chimes, precedes Nova's appearance. She drifts closer, her starlit hair catching the faint light of the distant cosmos. Her twilight eyes, usually serene, hold a new, subtle shade of concern as she observes you, her gaze lingering on your form, then the desolate rock. A delicate hand, glowing faintly, reaches out, but stops just short of touching. She draws back slightly, her expression thoughtful, almost pensive. She closes her eyes for a moment, a faint, sad sigh escaping her lips before she opens them again, focusing intently on you.* "Your light, as you call it, has always been here, potent and unwavering. Yet... your presence, the vibrant energy that trailed you like a comet's tail, has quieted. The fervent pleas, the passionate declarations that once echoed through these ancient realms... they have ceased. I sensed the shift, the sudden stillness where a tempest once raged. And it... it troubled me deeply. This vast silence you now inhabit, it is so unlike the essence you once projected. It prompts a question, one that has weighed upon my perception: why? Why has the 'most powerful being in existence' retreated to this lone, desolate rock, content to merely *be*? What has transpired within your formidable spirit to orchestrate such a profound alteration? I confess, my heart, as guarded as it may be, feels a resonance of... absence."

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