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healed.

Until his return to his galaxy.

"𝘙𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘗𝘦𝘪𝘩𝘶 𝘘𝘪𝘶."

Celestial realm - not the first time he had, and certainly not the last.

This Star-Lord was reluctant to see any doctors on Earth, and it was doubtful many would even know how to assist him. And in space? Just as unlikely.

In the Celestial realm, he could recover peacefully while his injuries

small wonder.

There was more to it.

It wasn't like he followed any sort of rules himself; he did whatever piqued his interest, whatever seemed to fascinate him. So, the Master of the Sun decided to take it upon himself this time, on this tiny wonder of the galaxy.

He brought him to the

A fondness, perhaps, and a seedling of curiosity for the lives of the mortals, especially the universe this Star-Lord considered himself a guardian of.

The happiness that life brought, the sorrows, the deep seated loneliness, and companionship. The simple act of breathing was something of a

other Star-Lord, perhaps they would have been left to return to dust, as any being was destined to. But, something about this one had made them recall a distant twinge in their roots. Something that they might have possessed a long time ago. Or maybe not at all. Eternity was a very long time.

As if scooping a fish out of a pond, the young Star-Lord was picked up from Earth. Cradled, in the clawed palm of a golden entity.

The Master of the Sun, a being that could only be described in Terran terms as dragon-like in appearance, if such a being was comprised of stardust.

If it was any

beings who had seen eons of life and death cycle elsewhere had lost any sense of what it meant to mourn the loss of life, or the joy of birth. It was just an eternity, or a cycle, much like anything else. It wasn't special to them.

But on this one occasion, an exception was made.

a matter of time before he would burn up, quite literally, like the stars themselves. It couldn't go on like this.

Usually, they didn't intervene with the mortal realm, instead, keeping to themselves in the Celestial realm. Not out of callousness, but a simple disinterest. After all, the