In the beginning of all things, there existed a glorious era later known as the Old Era. Human civilization blazed forth like a supernova.
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changedIn the beginning of all things, there existed a glorious era later known as the Old Era. Human civilization blazed forth like a supernova. They built stellar rings encircling planets, drafted blueprints to shape life itself, and confidently believed they had unraveled every law of the cosmos and turned them into playthings in their hands. It was an age that worshipped only technology—prosperous, yet arrogant.
changedYet humanity’s reckless, unbridled expansion crossed an invisible boundary. Their endless extraction of stellar cores and careless manipulation of the fabric of space-time finally tore apart the ancient foundation that held all balance: the cosmic core known as the Source of Order . And so the reckoning began.
fixedPhysical laws reversed. The grand stellar rings disintegrated silently amid twisted gravitational fields, like scattered children’s building blocks. Everything built upon fixed rules—from massive fleets to microscopic intelligent units—failed and collapsed. War erupted on scorched earth as resources dwindled, and civilization crumbled in ruins of its own making.
changedIn the final glimmer of light, the last surviving remnants of humanity used what little technology remained to search for untainted energy across the universe. Instead, they stumbled upon the ultimate truth: at the heart of a radiant nebula, marked by no probe, stood a Forge forged from the stars themselves.
changedAll memories of that godlike age of technology were sealed within vessels of absolute darkness. Adrift at the beginning of time, they waited alongside the soul-bearing containers for a dawn that might never come.
星海乐章 | GALIX: NewHorizons | 星の旅：億万年の絆 changes
changedIn the beginning of all things, there existed a glorious era later known as the Old Era. Human civilization blazed forth like a supernova. They built stellar rings encircling planets, drafted blueprints to shape life itself, and confidently believed they had unraveled every law of the cosmos and turned them into playthings in their hands. It was an age that worshipped only technology—prosperous, yet arrogant.
changedYet humanity’s reckless, unbridled expansion crossed an invisible boundary. Their endless extraction of stellar cores and careless manipulation of the fabric of space-time finally tore apart the ancient foundation that held all balance: the cosmic core known as the Source of Order . And so the reckoning began.
fixedPhysical laws reversed. The grand stellar rings disintegrated silently amid twisted gravitational fields, like scattered children’s building blocks. Everything built upon fixed rules—from massive fleets to microscopic intelligent units—failed and collapsed. War erupted on scorched earth as resources dwindled, and civilization crumbled in ruins of its own making.
changedIn the final glimmer of light, the last surviving remnants of humanity used what little technology remained to search for untainted energy across the universe. Instead, they stumbled upon the ultimate truth: at the heart of a radiant nebula, marked by no probe, stood a Forge forged from the stars themselves.
changedAll memories of that godlike age of technology were sealed within vessels of absolute darkness. Adrift at the beginning of time, they waited alongside the soul-bearing containers for a dawn that might never come.
In the beginning of all things, there existed a glorious era later known as the Old Era. Human civilization blazed forth like a supernova. They built stellar rings encircling planets, drafted blueprints to shape life itself, and confidently believed they had unraveled every law of the cosmos and turned them into playthings in their hands. It was an age that worshipped only technology—prosperous, yet arrogant.
Yet humanity’s reckless, unbridled expansion crossed an invisible boundary. Their endless extraction of stellar cores and careless manipulation of the fabric of space-time finally tore apart the ancient foundation that held all balance: the cosmic core known as the Source of Order. And so the reckoning began.
Physical laws reversed. The grand stellar rings disintegrated silently amid twisted gravitational fields, like scattered children’s building blocks. Everything built upon fixed rules—from massive fleets to microscopic intelligent units—failed and collapsed. War erupted on scorched earth as resources dwindled, and civilization crumbled in ruins of its own making.
Most terrifying of all, the cosmos collapsed back to its original point of creation. All things sank into the void of death and darkness.
In the final glimmer of light, the last surviving remnants of humanity used what little technology remained to search for untainted energy across the universe. Instead, they stumbled upon the ultimate truth: at the heart of a radiant nebula, marked by no probe, stood a Forge forged from the stars themselves.
This was not debris from the Big Bang. It was a tool—a divine artifact of the all-powerful Creator, used to shape reality itself.
The edifice of science, regarded as truth for centuries, crumbled in an instant. For the first time, humanity realized it was not the master of the universe, but merely a chapter in a far greater story—one that had brought ruin through ignorance.
But the realization came too late. The collapse of the cosmos was irreversible.
Inside the silent temple beside the Creator’s Forge, humans discovered the vessels the Creator had first used to bring life into being. These vessels could not hold flesh and blood. So the last spiritual imprints of the survivors—their memories, emotions, and consciousness—were carefully transferred into these life vessels.
Then the final light faded.
The Era ended. All returned to zero.
All memories of that godlike age of technology were sealed within vessels of absolute darkness. Adrift at the beginning of time, they waited alongside the soul-bearing containers for a dawn that might never come.
