Mister Commodore

The bomb was less than a tiny speck on the great canvas of space. it hurtled towards the sun with steady precision.

It had been set loose once it exited in space, its advanced targeting system, calibrated to the most finical measurements, ensured that its trajectory remained predictable.

The bomb drew closer in approach to the sun's gravity well. Intense gravitational forces began to warp space-time around it, increasing the bomb’s velocity exponentially as it accelerated to a significant fraction of the speed of light.

The blazing aura of superheated plasma that was the sun's Corona immediately engulfed the bomb like a fiery flytrap, its metal casing glowing cherry-red. The bomb’s electronic system, designed to be one of the best in the world, making it an elite weapon, began to falter under the intensity of the pressure, radiation, and heat.