In a dark and distant corner of the Multiverse, two men sat at a table in a dingy dive bar. Neither of them were human, one of them possessed skin of a monochrome gray color, whereas the other one was at complete odds with his surroundings, a rainbow colored being with a bright ruff of feathers around his neck. Even without taking in these features, there was something different about the men. Something that made them special. Everyone within that galactic sector could feel the pressure from their presence, a nameless dread coupled with a faint desire to abase oneself before the force of something far above them. This was not the intention of the men, merely an unfortunate side effect of their presence. If either of them wished it, that sector, along with the rest of the universe, would be nothing but ash and ruins.
“Did you bring the item?” The rainbow colored man asked his companion. In response, the other man pulled out a nondescript bag from his pocket, and opened it. Immediately, the solar system that they resided in was blasted into oblivion simply by the photons coming out of the bag. Photons were not supposed to have mass, but at such concentrations, most things could not withstand them.
“As promised, the solar core of a B Ranked sun. This thing was a pain in the ass to get. I hope you have the payment with you?” The gray skinned man thrust out his hand in expectation and the other man dropped something into it. The gray skinned man clenched his fist around the opalescent orb, tucking it away quickly.
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“A pleasure doing business with you,” he said before vanishing as if he had never been there.
The rainbow colored man looked around him, chuckling softly. The surrounding space, for billions of miles in every direction, was completely gone. In its place, the transchromatic colors of exotic energies, energies that had no place in such a weak universe, glittered brightly. It was almost sad, seeing how limited the existence that the majority of the inhabitants of the Multiverse were forced to live in. Above all else, he pitied the inhabitants of the universe that he had just sold to the other man. The weak were nothing more than the playthings of the strong, and both men were incredibly strong indeed.
He left the universe behind, scattering his essence into the ether and reforming in the space between the universes. As he sped off back to his own universe, the one behind him imploded with a burst of light and heat, corrupted by the B Rank solar energy of the sun.