134 132. Ranting In Front Of Mother

The arrow was released, streaking through the void with the velocity of a falling star. Guided by a hand guided by the constellations of stars themselves, it soared on a trajectory as if ordained by cosmic decree.

In an instance an arrow reached its target, The cluster of black hole making it super massive one but the arrow ignored the behemoth from which even light was not able to escape and directly entered in it.

*Boom*

The arrow had a head-on impact with a black hole which was a symphony of cosmic forces-the swirling vortex at its tip clashed with the voracious appetite of the black hole. 

*Tremble* *Shake*

The very fabric of space-time quivered, and for a fleeting moment, the universe itself held its breath. The black hole's relentless gravity was met with an indomitable force, a cosmic reckoning of unfathomable proportions.