The Earth's Bad Ending: The Sunning East

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I apologize for my absence! I was dealing with an injury, but fortunately, it's not as severe as I initially feared. Lately, I've been dedicating a lot of time to Sonic and focusing more on work rather than writing. I will make an effort to upload chapters promptly. By the way, here's a small hint: Sun/Sol encounters some issues with Timeline and Mr. Universe. The reasons will become clear in this chapter.

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I found myself in a peculiar place where I encountered the Universe and Timeline without any apparent explanation. Timeline appeared to be upset, while the Universe engaged in conversation with a small comet. I couldn't help but smile faintly. "So, what was it that you needed me for--" I was interrupted by a slight growl from Timeline. "You were supposed to go supernova. And you didn't. Why is that?" Timeline interrogated me, their gaze piercing like daggers. The Universe simply glanced at me and motioned for silence. Then, he looked at me and then back at Timeline. "Don't be too harsh on a star. I personally find him fascinating," the Universe remarked with admiration. "Is this guy intoxicated?" I inquired. Timeline glanced at the Universe and then back at me before bursting into laughter. The Universe appeared offended. "That's just how I speak!" he exclaimed.

"Certainly.. So, what is your approach towards NGC 6302, may I ask?" Timeline hummed, their Canadian accent slightly wavering. Universe blinked in surprise and placed a hand on his chest. "I do not engage in such activities! She is my nebula and my collaborator," Universe hissed. Timeline was clearly unaccustomed to an enraged Universe, but couldn't help but find some amusement in the situation. "I am perplexed," I murmured, smirking ever so slightly as I observed the unfolding events. "In any case, one of your planets managed to survive. Was that intentional or...?" Timeline inquired in a much gentler tone. "No... No, it was not. If you are referring to Pluto, he is not technically classified as a planet, but... If you believe so, then so be it," I replied, careful not to sound impolite as it could tarnish my reputation as a star... Well, a deceased star.

Following a period of conversation, I found myself in trouble for failing to go supernova and destroy a planet - specifically, Pluto. It seems that this outcome was intentional. While I find it to be harsh and irrational, I comprehend that time dictates events in this realm. Adhering to the rules of time is imperative, unless one is reckless and unconcerned.