Unknown time period. Unknown place. An unknown galaxy.
Wherever one looks, there is nothing but a dark and vast starry sky.
The profound void, filled with countless small white dots shining from distant places—perhaps stars, perhaps galaxies—evokes a deep, instinctive fear. It is the same fear that emerges when one stands before the endless ocean.
It shows how tiny humans are, while revealing how immeasurable the true power of the creator is.
"Hey! I can feel the death of a god."
But this eternally silent sky was suddenly disturbed by a voice.Though the voice sounded ordinary, it felt detached from any living being.
It could be heard anywhere within a radius of hundreds of light-years, yet its owner could not be seen.
When the voice echoed, no specific location could be pinpointed. It was as if the starry sky itself had spoken.
Like a stone dropped into a calm pond, this voice stirred countless slumbering existences—beings so terrifying that they had not moved for millennia.
"WHAT?!"
"Huh? I can feel it too!"
"Hahaha, I can smell destruction!" a bold voice with a hint of playfulness reverberated through space.
"Grrrrr…"
"!@##%%%^6"
"Energy variance at 20%. Initiating quantum-level triangulation of the anomaly's coordinates."
Voices echoed from various corners of the universe, each strong enough to obliterate planets. each controlling millions of lives.
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