Once upon a time, far off in the Milky Way galaxy lived a new star named Bulby. He lived on the farthest edge of this spiral galaxy called the Scutum–Centaurus Arm. He was bright blue and as hot as they come, but he was lonely and had few other star friends near him. Billions beyond billions of years ago, Bulby’s family, the dearest stars in his cluster had disappeared from the Scutum-Centaurus and into some other arm or even worse, a supermassive black hole. According to word spread around the galaxy from Earth, scientists had created a theory of a black hole. A black hole being a region of space time from which nothing, not even light could escape through. It sucks through all the light that hit the horizon, it ripped stars away from centers and odd places of the galaxy and swallowed them whole. Things would disappear unnoticed, or at least soon they would be noticed. The elder stars in the galaxy feared that with even an infinity amount of stars and planets left, that one day the Milky Way would be no more and would just be one supermassive black hole wasting away in space, filling itself with more beings of the universe. Bulby was terrified. He couldn’t imagine where all these missing stars and planets had really gone. “It takes billions of years to reach the center of the galaxy!” Bulby thought. Surely not all of them, if even some had been drowned into that awful pit of darkness. A light bulb switched off in his head. He had decided to find the elder star of his star cluster and gain his knowledge and wisdom and go off in search of those missing.

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