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So I'm a jerk.

Kill me.

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Again?

I never died the first.

You gave up and ~~ran away~~ left?

I still had work to do.

I'm sure.

Exactly what are you getting at?

I think I killed you.

Well, I'm standing here.

Come on with it.

You followed me into a sun the first time. Do you want to try again?

My body can only be destroyed with my consent.

Yes? No?

But then you don't need me to fly into a sun.

I do it often enough without you.

Does it destroy you?

Sometimes...

That's all I was wanting to know.

When I turn down the durability.

I can't do that.

Well, if I thought about it...

I've been thinking about you, mirrorman. You and your power cosmic. I think I can drain you.

Drain the power?

I've gotten a feel for it a few times, and I only need it once.

Still...I don't think I have the tools on me, right now, to harness the power. Though I think I can negate you.

You'd have to get inside my skin... I don't think you can.

...Would I? I'd have to channel a lot of power. But I could do it.

It comes from implants. And you can't get to them.

You can survive in the center of a star, mirrorman, but I can go a lot hotter than that.

Stars are all different temperatures...

No. We're talking...nearly impossible temperatures. And impossible ones.

You've done this?

... what happened to your planet?

Why do you ask?

If you did it there, or nearby, it would be gone.

I'm surgical with this.

...So you did?

Haven't had cause to, yet.

Good.

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Well, that's...what it sounds like...

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