19 Role of Galactus

A/N: Sorry, for not uploading all week, I had exams . And no one get angry at me and complain how galactus talks, because I have no idea how to have my mc talk to a guy whos existed before the creation of the universe in a fan fic,

Juno: As, he turned his head to me I started to cover my hands, in cosmic energy as I remembered, our battle right when I had been reborn. I was waiting, for him to make a move until I realised that he was just standing there doing nothing. I watched as what seemed to be the planets core being drawn into his body, his eyes glowed an iconic purple and then dimmed down.

He then seemed to summon out of nowhere a chair out of nowhere, and then sat down on it, it seemed like he was doing something most likely searching for more life sustaining planets as he would call it. OHHHH. I mentally, sighed to myself as I realised that around this, point of time the silver surfer shouldn't even exist right now, which means that he doesn't have any heralds now.

Once again, he looked up at me, it looked like he was going to say something.

Galactus: You celestial, why do you falter here and not carry out your function.

Juno's mind: Fuck, what should I even say it's not like I can tell him about what i've been doing, you know creating my own planet and a ship the size of a planet,

Juno: I have no specific function, as I am counted as a rebel in my race.

Galactus: Then become my Herald, you will be safe from the harm of the celestials, as well as any other cosmic beings.

Juno: No

Galactus: Why?

Juno: Who would want to help in the extermination of trillions and upon trillions of people until the end of time?

I waited, for him to respond, for a split second, I could almost swear and say that he had a look of grief, until his face quickly returned to his monotonous face.

Galactus: I, do not devour planets to simply sustain my hunger, like you and me and other beings, we all have specific functions to carry out until, the end of this universe and the next.

I was born into this universe and will be reborn into, the next reiteration of the universe, with only one function to carry out.. to devour. If I were, not to devour worlds, this universe would be completely be over run by many rampant and powerful races, and number one of those races are you celestials.

The first race, created by the first universe, life was peaceful until multicoloured celestials deviated, and started a war that ended up shattering the first firmanent as a result creating the multiverse where your kind begun to experiment with different life forms, until the other cosmic beings realised the imbalance in the numbers of your race.

So here me now you dammed celestial, the only reason I devour, is so that, the universe will always be, perfectly balanced and not be overun with your kind.

In a blinding light, he teleported away most likely to devour another plant. I remained there for a few minutes, thinking of how the only reason trillions of innocent life forms was to protect the universe from celestials and other forces. Who would've known that Galactus disliked the idea of destroying worlds, I got back on my ship plotting the co ordinates to my planet with a single, yet immature thought.

Did I just experience a cosmic form of racism?

A/N:his name is Juno the searcher so I guess that will be his main name, but of course as he travels the universe he'll gain many more titles. Expect another chapter tomorrow and goodnight and I just wanted to say, if u want to read another fanfic about celestials I should check out HelloDarkness07