Arcturus, located in Boötes, was not far from the Solar System—only about thirty-seven light-years away. Its star was an enormous red giant, twenty-five times the Sun's diameter and one hundred and seventy times its luminosity.
It sounded impressive, but it was actually not a good thing. A red giant was in the final stage of a star's life; the fusion reactions within it had reached their end. Its volume had expanded considerably, but its temperature was only 3,700 K, far lower than the Sun's.
It probably had a few million years left. After that, it would become a black hole, a neutron star, or something else. Who knew?
The planet where the locals lived was also called Arcturus, a rare case of a planet sharing its name with its star, because their tradition held that heaven and earth were one.
The destruction of the Arcturus Galaxy had occurred over forty years ago. Young people like Star-Lord's group did not know the specifics, but as the saying went, having an elder at home was like having a treasure. Yondu was, after all, an old-school Marauder who had spent a long time making his way through space.
Though his level of power was limited and he was unlikely to know the truth, he had heard plenty of rumors over the years.
The explanation he found most credible was that an extremely terrifying infectious disease had broken out here, one capable of infecting even planets and countless inorganic objects. In the end, the Living Tribunal had intervened and erased the entire galaxy, leaving only its star behind.
In any case, the only survivors of that destruction were Starhawk and his sister-wife. Yet whenever Yondu tried to ask him anything about Arcturus, the burly man would immediately cut off communications or turn and leave,