Light from the Distant Star had been long since fading. For years, arcane dragons looked to the skies at night, seeing the light grow dimmer and dimmer over time. What had long ago been the brightest far reaching star, shining with brilliant purple light and guiding lost souls in the Ever Lands, had been graying and dimming with each passing moment.

Distance let out a gasping wheeze, stardust spilling from its mouth as it curled up in the sky, the growing cloud of starstuff around it swirling in its wake.
It knew its time was coming.
It could only hope…
That the next star to come after it… would be a good replacement.
For Distance could sense something wrong on a world down below.

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Distance let out a gasping wheeze, stardust spilling from its mouth as it curled up in the sky, the growing cloud of starstuff around it swirling in its wake.
It knew its time was coming.
It could only hope…
That the next star to come after it… would be a good replacement.
For Distance could sense something wrong on a world down below.

With one final exhale of arcane stardust, the Distant Star collapsed.
An explosion, bright as the star used to be, seen even from far below in the Ever Lands, blinding as its body tore apart into the starstuff it was made from.
Arcane magic whirled in the sky, binding.
Weaving…
Creating anew…

Two new gods were brought into the world from the dead body of Distance.