These unstoppable Anti-Life forces began a terrifying higher evolution, their consciousness asserting a new reality: the extinction of all Constellar beings. Even Draco's mind control buckled under their formidable presence; his ambition turned to fear, his nightmare manifesting before his eyes.
And then, the nightmare became reality. Anti-Life entities gained full awareness, devouring any celestial being caught in their path. This made them even more formidable and uncontrollable, their power spiraling towards infinite dominion. Many Constellar beings perished, their essences reduced to disembodied souls. This dark entity acknowledged neither master nor creator, relentlessly devouring every living thing in the universe.
Now, these entities possessed true consciousness, capable of resisting any threat. No one could halt their advance. Even Draco's side, once so arrogant, was horrified by their monstrous creation.
The Crux remained unyielding, defending its realm, protecting its allies and the remaining celestial creatures. But time itself seemed to suppress their powers. This was the emergence of a true crisis for the surviving Constellar beings, caught in the apocalyptic dominance of the dark entities. The Crux's realm was besieged by billions, then quadrillions of Anti-Life entities, hammering against their enhanced shield, a shimmering bulwark forged from the merged powers of the Constellar beings.
To prevent unprecedented cosmic chaos, the Crux faced a diplomatic decision of last resort – to end this infinite crisis. The Crux gathered all available blessings, seeking a newfound strategy to eradicate these aggressive horrors. But this path meant impending death for all: entities, celestial beings, great and small, powerful and weak. Their own destinies were irrevocably bound to this final, desperate act.
There was no other way. A sacrificial path, a heroic deed for the fate of the universe. They understood the devastating consequences, but it had to be. The end of one life is the beginning of another.
Dare or die! It had to be fulfilled before it was too late. The Crux knew the profound weight of their decision; doubt flickered, but the unfeasible reality of salvation demanded courage. The stakes were too high; one mistake, and the universe would cease to exist.
Draco's forces were utterly defeated, their lives devoured. The once-ferocious Constellar being was no match for this entity. He, too, was consumed, dying the same death he had inflicted on countless others.