Half a Light Year

My feet are filled with the blood of countless Zerg races. My armor no longer sheds light. My eyes are full of blood. I sleep in a black hole for tens of millions of light years. You were my only light. Through tens of millions of years of time, shining directly into the black hole, the first person I saw was you. I don't understand what a glance for ten thousand years means. As long as that person is you, nothing matters... Intention: There is no writing style, the whole process is made up, mainly just to show off.