Initially.

Just a ray of light.

All the way forward, only the light forward.

It was born in the eternal past that no one knows, and it travels towards an infinite future that no one can predict.

It raced through the scorching past and into the icy future, never caring what it had been through or what its goal was.

It swept past countless stars, whether it was rock or sea, whether it was dark or shining, everything had nothing to do with it.

It broke through the star field, broke through the star cluster, broke through the universe, and came beyond the universe, the chaotic void, and the deep void of the multiverse.

It doesn't care about these things, it has even broken through the barriers of the multiverse and come to other multiverses, other incredible places.

But it never thought about the meaning of its existence.

For it only knows the way forward.

It's just a ray of light.

Afterward.

As the future becomes the present, I don't know when, the straight forward light actually returns to the original multiverse.

It returned, passing the stars and the world again in a different direction.

Everything is very different.

Those fiery stars, those cold ruins, those empty voids, many worlds became shining, and there seemed to be many different things flickering inside.

As long as the light is forward, it will only move forward, forward, it doesn't matter the direction.

It moved forward, back to the original plane.

There, the source of the eternal light has been hidden in the past.

Right now, it's a star.

On that tiny sand-yellow star, there was some life that sensed the arrival of the light.

It was a glow that pierced through the starry sky, pierced through the darkness, shimmered and dazzling, and was so brilliant that it was terrifying.

So they raised their heads.

Life raised its head.

They're them.

In their pupils, the glow that seemed to contain [Dayan] was reflected.

They seemed to have glimpsed the countless stars, countless universes, endless, boundless, boundless, and distant scenery that this light had experienced from the magnificent light like a dream.

The light left.

It was just a moment.

It was just a moment.

It didn't notice, or rather, it never 'cared'. It is only light, so it never cares where it passes, it doesn't care what life there is, and it doesn't care that there are other beings watching it.

Light doesn't know that he is also the convergence of all eyes.

So, I don't know how many years later.

I don't know how far away it is.

There was such a fleet, there was such a group of people, there was so much longing for life [far away] that set sail.

They set out on a journey.

A journey that is far away, that may have no end, that may not make any sense.

So endure it.

endured.

endured the barren silence of the dark universe, and endured the bloody freshness of the clan's civil strife. Endure the silent pain of time, and endure the cowardice of meaningless life.

They endure death and life.

They wept and they sang.

When they wake up, they are drunk, and they are wandering.

They chew on the mourning of 'my meaningless life' called 'It will never come true', and watch with horror as the days go by, as tomorrow becomes today, and today becomes yesterday.

But.

They never forget.

Without forgetting their original purpose.

Forget their original dreams.

They want to ...... They want to chase ......

I want to see the brilliant light that pierces the sky and darkness again.

I want to chase the distant glow that disappears above the distant sky.

The beautiful, the splendid, the just looking at it, will make people's hearts flutter, and the [beauty] created by [love].

The most intoxicating [stars] in the world.

They - Them.

Eventually, the chase came.

Passing through the universe and space, on the other side of the void sea, they chased, penetrated all barriers, crossed all walls, surpassed all trials, and achieved all great deeds that could and could not be described.

Eventually, they were transformed into light.

Finally they caught up, the light that made them look up at the sky, made them sail into the distance, and made them tireless, eternal sailing.

- The light of life invites the light.

- The light of life says to the light: Please do not stop, our light.

- for there is nothing in this world more magnificent than you.

You will walk all things that are all things, infinite infinity, and you will know all things, perfect perfection.

- Please move on, towards the tomorrow we don't know, towards the future we don't know, towards the end of our never-ending, towards the unknown we never knew.

Light.

It.

From the beginning, it had no meaning, just existence.

From the beginning, it had no purpose, only continuation.

From the beginning, it had no mind, only nothingness.

But maybe it started from that day, maybe it started from that moment.

That light has a direction.

- Towards the distance, that's our goal.

- Let the exploration continue. Let it never stop.

The light of life gives color to the light, which is meaningless, and the light of nothingness is given meaning.

Because meaning is the "direction" that life seeks for itself.

If the light also has a direction, all life yearns for it, chasing its way, and unconsciously, forming a [road].

Then it—He—must be [great].

Light opened his eyes.

Since then.

"Forward" is no longer just going forward, but "Journey", heading towards "Far Away".

[Passing] is no longer just passing by, but has become [exploration], heading towards the unknown.

All the edges of the horizon, the light that shines with the stars, are all Him.

All the edges of the horizon of cosmic events, the light that advances towards the void, are all Him.

All known knowledge, no matter what the world, what worldview, what logic and concept, whether it has a limit, whether it is eternal and infinite, whether it is grand and insignificant, whether it can be described or not, whether it has a limit or not—beyond them, there is still greatness that they cannot contain.

And that boundary, that light that keeps moving forward, is all Him.

As long as there is life willing to go forward with Him, it will be blessed by the Light.

There are countless lives, races, and worlds that have chosen to follow Him.

They worship the glow, the path, the boundary, the action and the path, and obey it as the only deity, and even greater and infinite times greater.

They all embarked on a journey.

However, not everyone can be blessed with light.

For there is no love in their hearts.

They don't have the infinite color of the 'light of life', they place the 'light' too high, too reverence, too dare to go beyond it.

They do not dare to cross the boundaries and step into the unknown.

Therefore, it cannot become, it cannot become the light that illuminates all darkness and mist, and illuminates all the unknown and obscure.

So, the light rejects those praises, rejects those honorific names, rejects all names that are too lofty and too ethereal.

He didn't see any difference in Being.

[Because I think it's beautiful]

[That's why this is what I love]

"I am not your leader, not your lord, not your greatness, not your god]

[My love comes from all life, my beauty comes from all souls, I am praised for the fiery that you have long had, and I am worshipped for the virtues that you have already lived]

[I just, always just]

Same as you guys.

Always the same as you.

【Pioneer】

So, move on.

Explore ahead.

All of this is unknown to you.

This multiverse, the infinite multiverse, and even the greater infinity, beyond all infinity, all the unknown beyond the known, were all born for you to explore.

【Let's move forward】

Ray whispered.

You will go through it, you will have to endure a lot.

Darkness, death, betrayal, despair, hesitation, trembling, vomiting.

There are so many processes and endings on this journey that are disgusting.

But explore.

Laughter, hope, friendship, adventure, joy, relief, joy.

The hope and love of this generation is passed on to the next generation, and the next moment.

Eternal transmission repeats itself, and so does exploration.

- So sing the praises.

All meaning, all greatness, I give you.

So that you can go to a distant place that I have never met.

As it is now.

Ian took the 'Black Hole Seal' constructed from the entire Sutton Star, and took the Fragment of the End and the Fragment of the Father towards the rift at the end of the cradle.

On his chest, there is a small telescope hanging.

He is always facing the distance, towards the front, like the light.

【Terra's Human ...... Have you finally achieved such a state with your own strength? 】

[One day, all of you will be with us in the stars, and until then, we will be your refuge]

[Looking forward to seeing you next time]

Faintly, such a voice can be heard.

This is something that can only be heard by those who have become the Light, from the Great Aetheric Circulation, from the messages of other rays.

The star gods are so looking forward to life walking side by side with them, even if it is not enough to create the aether, it is not enough to create the great aetheric circulation, they are enthusiastically guiding the emergence of pioneers, and they are encouraging civilization to move forward step by step.

Even, for the sake of those fragile and limited civilizations, which may one day be annihilated to ashes.

The star god with infinite life is even willing to give up his own life.

- Is that all you like about life, Star God?

Thinking so, Ian smiled.

— just like me.

But now, he is not the real light after all.

As he travels into the distance, Ian also turns his head and gazes at the star from which he came.

He saw it.

Ian already sees the future.

Not a prophecy, not a prophet's foreknowledge, just relying on wisdom to deduce, to calculate, he can also know the future of Terra.

After she leaves, Terra won't have a fairy-tale ending.

Initially, perhaps, they will experience a long period of peace.

Eventually, however, they will have their own trials and strife, their own hesitations and strains—they will be divided and fighting each other, just as Terra used to be.

Ian wasn't worried, though.

Because in the end, life will eventually find a new way out.

He is a firm believer in this.

Immediately after, Ian turned his head.

At the end of the cradle, outside the small universe, the Finale felt the ether released by Ian and Heavenly Father, and finally leaned out of his own shadow and spread towards the inside of the cradle.

At the rift, the endless brilliance that had accumulated several supernova explosions for thousands of years was also torn apart and released, and the extremely shining glow was like a torrent of golden rivers, rushing towards the core of the cradle and Terra.

The pitch-black shadow followed, like a pitch-black monster hidden in the golden river.

But all this brilliance was blocked by Ian.

He lifted the 'little black hole' in his hand, and the aether triggered the gravitational effect to change, and all the 'light plagues' were attracted and merged into it.

The bell rang.

The supernova burst out of the light, hitting the black hole fire layer, submerged into the event horizon, and never returned, in the ears of the aetheric creatures, like a big bell hanging in the endless void was suddenly struck, the bell resounded through the mountains and rivers, crossed the sky and the netherworld, carried through the years and time, caused all things to shake, and opened up the heavens and the earth.

In the black hole, the final fragments that have been forcibly sealed also want to poke out of their 'branches', because in the farthest future of the universe, at the [Final] called [Guiyixing], they are always listening to the bell announcing destruction, and all matter will be submerged into the singularity of the final black hole, and the oscillating ether is the omen.

It shouldn't have the strength to cross Ian's seal, but not far away, the call of the [Body], the Cradle Finally is getting closer, and the gravitational pull is huge enough to distort cause and effect and all seals, and guide the fragments out of the black hole.

This must not be allowed.

Because Ian's real purpose is to use this [Cradle Shard] to guide [Cradle Cradle] out of Terra's Cradle!

Sixteen hundred years ago, the Father came to the Cradle of Terra with the spark of the stars and the fragments of the End, and at that time, the 'Aether Silence' that spread throughout the universe appeared, and the Father was supposed to control the seal, but he also had the end, so he was severely injured by the end that should have been sealed by himself, and finally had to classify himself and suppress the other party in the seal, until he joined forces with the Ancestor True Dragon to suppress it in the black hole.

However, the seal will eventually be broken.

The final fragment will eventually come out of trouble...... And at that time, the entire Cradle of Terra will also come to an end.

That's why the Cradle End.

The cause and effect are reversed, and there are fragments first, and then there is the ontology, the 'fact that the cradle is doomed' induced by the final fragments, and the end of the cradle is created.

It is easy to solve the fragment, but its external ontology is difficult to defeat, or in other words, it is impossible to defeat at all, and it can only delay time, so that it will never come.

So, for Ian, there was only one way to stop Cradle from finally destroying Terra's Cradle.

That is to let the end shift the goal.

Transfer to yourself.

Shining with the ether, guiding the Ultimate Gaze is only the first step, and in order to achieve his goal, he must leave the Cradle and guide the Cradle away from the Cradle of Terra with the Fragments of the Finale.

Without the Fragment of Finality, Ian would not have been able to make Finale notice him, but on the other hand, if he wanted Cradle Finale to look away, he would have to provide another bait.

That is, the "small universe".

The cradle itself is a small universe for which it has come in the end, and if there is no other small universe as a target, how can He turn his gaze?

So...... Ian had to create.

Create a small universe.

Create a cradle within a cradle.

It's not that hard.

After absorbing all the light of the scourge of light with the black hole, in Ian's hand, the 'cradle barrier' is rapidly forming around the black hole seal, and the big one outside needs to build a wall to block it, but the small one in his hand only needs a barrier of less than a few square meters to wrap it.

Instead of wrapping Terra and wandering Terra, why not wrap the seal and end up wandering?

With all that in order, Ian galloped all the way.

However, the unexpected appeared.

The cradle is over, and I don't care about him at all.

The shadow hurried towards the heart of the cradle.

"This ...... Shouldn't this be? ”

At this moment, even Ian was stunned - he absorbed all the aether from all of Terra, took the seal of the final shard, created a 'little cradle', and released the most dazzling aether stream with the Heavenly Father, enough to trigger the final aether.

In the end, he followed his ether into the cradle, why didn't he be attracted to him, the most dazzling source?

[This is actually a good thing]

The starlight surrounding Ian, the Father's Fragment said: "This means that the civilization in the Cradle of Terra will be extremely prosperous in the future, and will gush out one dazzling life after another...... These brilliances may not be as dazzling as yours, but for the end, at least for the end of our universe, it doesn't matter whether they are dazzling or not, they care...... It may be the quantity】

[The more prosperous the civilization, the more it will be destroyed in advance]

The fragment of the Father has been entangled with the fragment of the end for too long, he should have perished, but he was rescued by Ian, and he may be the star god who understands the end the most in this universe: [Although the 'little cradle' in our hands does have the fragment of the end, the 'complexity' in it is too low]

[How much civilization fire do you have, how many years of memory? Instill it into the little cradle as soon as possible, perhaps, that will make the end turn its eyes on us! 】

A massive shadow crossed the light and headed towards the distant planet.

Ian listened to his Heavenly Father's teachings, and his heart, which had been churning, calmed down.

"I see."

He seemed a little stunned, seemed a little relieved, and laughed: "Although I never foresaw such a future, I was ready for everything. Tinder, complexity, and years...... I already have it. ”

"My reincarnation of an unknown number of times, each different me, every 'Ian'...... It's all the end of a brilliant civilization, and it's all a process of reincarnation and exploration again and again! ”

With a deep breath, Ian slowly raised his right hand.

In that right hand, the surface of a 'small cradle' wrapped in a pitch-black cradle barrier began to slowly condense layer after layer of light, shining brightly, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

This light is memory, reincarnation, and the past. From the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end of the reincarnation, one ring after another, with brilliant illusions, appeared behind Ian.

Elves, dragons, apostles, knights, biters, overlords, emperors, rebels, saints, popes, artists, bards, consuls, presidents of the Alliance, elves, great khans - one form after another emerges, phantom after apparition flickers, and then disappears into the cradle.

Even Finale slowed down slightly, and although it was still heading towards Terra, it turned its head and 'looked' at Ian.

This 'look' comes with the ultimate destruction, the gravitational pull of the 'Great Star of the End', which is large enough to throw anything out of time and space, and drag it to the end of space, to include Ian in his end.

In the past, the other paths that had faced the end disappeared in this instant, and they were sent to other planes, cut off all causal connections, and sent directly into the 'One Star', so that no matter how powerful they were, it was meaningless.

But now the youth is standing still, motionless.

Because at this moment, Ian is a ring, but also an infinity, he stands like a tower, like a tombstone, the end of one cycle after another, those bright or dark, joyful or bloody years flow like a river, around him.

[It's now—]

And at this moment, both the first and the last, 'Ian' holds the stars in his hand, chanting his name, gathering all the wreckage and failures of the past: [Endless Ian! 】

【Come out!】 】

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In the year 534 of the sacred calendar, Shikafuji, who was terminally ill, embarked on the path of evolution in order to cure his illness, and began research on the appearance of strange spirits and the formation of disasters.

In the year 535 of the sacred calendar, an inquisitor looked at the ruined ruins and began to analyze: "This is a very rare phenomenon of cannibalism among aliens, and the powerful dragon-like aliens are devoured by human-alien ghosts. According to the traces of the scene, the height of the human race is about 180cm......"

At this moment, a voice sounded in the trash can in the corner.

“187cm。”