What followed was an exchange of knowledge beyond comprehension. The beings, whom the crew called the Eldren, were the last remnants of a civilization that had once spanned the Andromeda Galaxy. Their message had been sent out of necessity - an ancient warning, a call for help.
"We are the last echo of what was," one of them, an entity named Solia, conveyed. "A great Silence is coming. It consumes light, devours life. We sent this message across the stars, hoping someone would hear it before it reached you."
Elara felt a chill that had nothing to do with the environment. "What is the Silence?"
Solia's luminous form dimmed momentarily. "It is entropy given will. A force that erases existence itself. It took our world. It took our people. We fought, but we failed. And now, it is coming for you."
"We are the last echo of what was," one of them, an entity named Solia, conveyed. "A great Silence is coming. It consumes light, devours life. We sent this message across the stars, hoping someone would hear it before it reached you."
Elara felt a chill that had nothing to do with the environment. "What is the Silence?"
Solia's luminous form dimmed momentarily. "It is entropy given will. A force that erases existence itself. It took our world. It took our people. We fought, but we failed. And now, it is coming for you."
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