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// ... So Lay Your Head Down And Sleep 
// Story: Heat Death 
// by ScottTrek 
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Forge sat in space like a statue.

He thought back to when he first met Twilight. Two entities hurtling towards a cluster of black holes in universe ready to die. It seemed so easy back then... too easy really. 

That at least made sense now.

Forge looked out at what he at wrought. The Valkyrie was burning as it it were a funeral ship of old. Fitting for its title, but still sad.

He didn't have a choice.

He was FRGE-110972, Lambda Series Starlord. A machine of an ancient empire even he had forgotten. He had survived in a universe that cared little for those without magic. Tossed upon a sea of organic whims and ethereal madmen.

So as he watched his friends struggle to hold their precious shell against the void together, only one thought passed through his mind. "Its only logical... its only logical... its only logical..."