Saka Star, a wild junkyard.

Above the sky, a huge space-time wormhole with a radius of one kilometer is gradually shrinking, and against the background of the thunderstorm and garbage rain, the last tail flame of the Eagle fighter can be faintly seen, and then it completely submerges into it, disappearing into the wormhole like a devil's cave.

Beneath the ground, the wreckage of a large crashed spaceship leaned against a mountain of garbage, and the raging flames swept outward, and the scorching tongue of fire quickly consumed everything within a kilometer radius.

Dozens of small and medium-sized ships guarded by the planet flew by at low altitude, and could only start to control the spread of flames in the area, and did not carry out rescue operations against the large ships that were obviously not likely to survive.

The catastrophic fire lasted for half a day, until the flames were extinguished at night, and the ships were guarded and returned to the main city of Saka, leaving a scorched black ash in place.

At night, the sky is full of colorful wormholes, and the cold light of the stars is scattered on the incinerated earth.

'Bone-'

The ash of the garbage trembled slightly, and a gray liquid tentacle suddenly poked out from underneath, followed by a liquid body. It wriggled completely out of the soil, shaking off the dust on its body, and its body was similar in color to ashes, and no one could notice it even if it was close to half a meter on the ground.

Quietly in the middle of the burned earth, the liquid creature was lost in thought, a series of questions in its mind.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? ”

After asking himself three times and getting no answer, the liquid creature tried to slide on the ground.

It passed by a small cloud of remaining flames, covered it with curiosity, and easily extinguished the flames with its body.

At the same time that the flame was extinguished, suddenly, an incomparably familiar voice echoed in its mind.

"Slaughter, I hope in the next life, you won't have anything to do with me again......"

As if stimulated, the liquid creature let out a high-pitched, hoarse sound of pain, rolling on the ash-covered ground, making a faint sound of self-talk.

"Who are you? Who am I?! ”

"Am I a massacre? …… No! I'm not...... Am I Venom? No! …… I'm not me, I'm not ......"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

After a long time, the liquid creature calmed down and repeated the phrase, "I am a toxin." ”

"Yes, I'm the toxin." Toxin breathed a sigh of relief and said exactly, self-convincingly.

It is neither a slaughter nor a venom.

Indirectly derived from the slaughter and reborn in the flames, it is a new primordial symbiote life!

But the memories of remorse or sin have not been inherited in the slightest.

After a brief period of confusion, the toxin's racial instinct told it that it had to find other creatures as a host to survive.

"Yes. I can't die so simply if I don't find the meaning of existence! The toxin convinced himself, and the squirming slid away from the lifeless incinerated area, heading for the flickering city in the distance.

Eight years later.

The main city of Saka, the streets of the outer city.

"It's time to get out into the field, Bagu!"

"Okay, boss!"

An alien man with two horns on his head responded, grabbed the identification card thrown by the boss with agility, waved his hand, and walked to the medium-sized spaceship docked on the side of the street.

Start the spacecraft with the identification card, and the alien man sits in the main pilot's seat, skillfully manipulating the piloting equipment, and starting the spacecraft to take off and drive into the field.

Looking at the colorful wormhole outside the windshield, the alien man pursed his lips, and his dark gray eyes showed some doubt.

Self-possession and control of this body, living on this planet for eight years, the toxin even forgot the incineration area where it was born.

But for some reason, every time I look at the wormhole in the sky, there is always a sense of yearning, as if something is calling it.

"It's time to go home and see, Toxin."

The voice said inducingly.

Venom shuddered, clutched his head, and let out a low roar of pain.

Go home? Where is its home? What is the purpose of its existence?

Can anyone tell it......

'Smack! ’

Just then, the wind picked up, and the garbage smashed from top to bottom on the windshield of the ship it was piloting.

Toxin looked up and saw a wormhole in the sky in front of him that was expanding little by little, and the thunder and storm condensed and began to tear into a huge devil's hole.

"It's time to go home, Toxin!"

The voice that guided it grew stronger.

As if infected, the toxin stared at the space-time wormhole not far away, muttering to himself, "That's right, it's time to go home." It's time to ...... back Earth! ”

"Earth, Earth!"

With his dark eyes, he steered the spaceship like a moth to a flame, rushing towards the devil's hole.

It doesn't even know where the Earth is.

But there is a feeling in the dark that when you go to the earth, you can answer all the questions in yourself!