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He gathered the stray hydrogen from the system's frozen comets. He sifted helium from the solar wind. He reached into the quantum foam where new elements dreamed of being born, and he stole a handful of strangeness —the rarest fuel, the kind that burned not with fire but with will.

Arvus had never been asked. He had simply been —the unthinking hand of celestial mechanics. But now, something stirred in his dust-heart. A memory? No. A possibility. starmaker arvus

He turned back to his work. But now, when he shaped a nebula into a sun, he would sometimes pause—just for a moment—and wonder: Who will love this one? He gathered the stray hydrogen from the system's