Ba-doom
The young general's heart pounded violently, thudding against his chest like a war drum, as he watched the orange vessel erupt into a blazing explosion, tearing into countless fragments that scattered across the void of space.
The fiery debris spun and glowed against the darkness, each piece a reminder of the irreversible act he had just committed. He knew, without a shadow of doubt, that he had likely triggered a full-scale catastrophe, done something utterly unforgivable… yet, if time could rewind, he would do it again, without hesitation, even if it meant his own neck would be the price to pay.
"Prepare to fire again to erase any traces!!" the young general bellowed, his voice slicing through the tense atmosphere like a blade. "And warn everyone—there may be someone among them within the range of a high-level Cataclysm—"
Zoooo
