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That night, he dreamt of the sky. It was vast and comforting, endless and
quiet; adorned like a virgin bride with glittering star jewels and galaxy
veils transparent like whispers. He rested in the silence, unchained and
defenceless; he spread his arms to embrace the sky, gave himself over to
it and felt his mind burn like a speeding comet as the void accepted her
groom and took the only thing he had to offer. Suns were birthed and
worlds died as he hurtled through space, lost in the thrumming ecstasy of
consummation. Gokuu doesn't tell anyone about his dream.
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