A/N: It's my birthday on the 25th, or one hour away, so here's a "Non-Canon" Chapter. My discord is Tenkainijna if you want to send stuff or say some wacky things to me.
As a Lord Ravager of the Antimatter Legion and an Emanator of Nanook the Aeon of Destruction.
Celenova followed THEM to wipe out numerous worlds in pursuit of the obsession and art of Destruction.
Like some of her other comrades, she would take a slower and methodical approach to set blazing onto thousands of worlds.
Using uncanny coordination, meshing like perfect gears, even executing a theoretical tactic to destroy everything in her way.
Her Path was the Destruction of the beating of billions upon billions of hearts walking into irreversible demise.
Everything shall end, and the choir led by the Mother of Stars, Xipe, shall be silenced in Chaos and Anarchy.
With these thoughts and ambition, it shouldn't have been possible to feel this type of emotion.
Her hands gently gathered on her war table, where a puzzle was delicately put together, and for the final piece, she placed a gentle kiss on it, filled with tender loving Destruction.
The put-together puzzle formed an image of a noble wearing crimson-eyed blonde man galloping upon a horse as "He" lunged his bloody spear forward toward the moon.
Her clawed, pale golden hand started to caress where pieces converged onto the man's face.
A face that even the other Lord Ravagers would glance at from time to time as if "His" facial features were the embodiment of eye candy.
Asat Pramad would play the most dangerous pranks for the mere attention of "Him". Serving food that had an explosive force of hundreds of exploding suns, shooting him with bullets that would explode everything into a dancing rainbow.
The Forge King constantly crafted weapons of mass destruction for "His" approval. Swords that shot at the speed of light, spears that decayed merely by taking a glance at them, but "He" would merely pet their head and call them, Forgey.
Phantylia would pester "Him" into oblivion until "He" accepted the invitation of having Tea with the Lady. Who knew a Lady who lived with a lifestyle of sadistic internal Destruction would start acting like a blushing maiden when "He" was around?
Sun Devourer was as docile as a cat when "His" presence appeared, shrinking to the size of a human and floating around "Him" like an orbiting sun.
Zephyro, the one-man army, the one who sundered galaxies into a whiteness that devoured everything, was a silent but protective guard who wielded his blade for Destruction and "Him."
And as for Celenova for herself...She was envious of the constant display of affection that "He" showed to her other Lord Ravagers.
'Why must you gaze at them but not at my ruined self...Was this Destruction to obsess over a goal until one's demise? Do my ashes of Harmony not bring that tenderness of yours to myself?'
Her thoughts started to go wild in possessive love, but within a second, she tempered her emotions to a standstill with blank, tender eyes.
As she basked in the pieces of a puzzle, the loud crashing sound of a door being kicked open broke her train of thought.
"Celenova! I have conceived an idea most ingenious!"
Her nonexistent heart started to beat like a blazing star, her fingers started to pace rapidly, and her face flushed red upon knowing who was coming.
It didn't matter if she died in this Path of Destruction for Harmony...All that mattered was that she would like to perish in his embrace and for him to do the same.
To die in each other's arms in a harmonious and disorderly dance, that was the reason why she yearned for "Him" and the reason she'll one day gladly die by "Him".