The Fate-Only Believer

“Since someone has come to read this synopsis in such earnest, I’ll be generous and explain it.

After the human race left its home planet, it took us only a thousand years to fly beyond our own universe. In the ages that followed, we made great strides: we domesticated nature and enslaved gods. Rewriting the established logic of reality with language was a mere trifle. Because of our history, we earned the nickname the Scorched Earth Council.

But by the time this story takes place, we are already like the last rays of a setting sun. The people of old have even sometimes worshipped us as eldritch gods from beyond the stars…”

*Yet everyone knows the sun will rise again, and humanity will raise its battle flags once more, returning to the lands that once belonged to us. The traitors will die, drained of their blood.

“Indeed. The Red Banner will fly once more across the heavens, above the Abyss.”

*Etolo, is that a promise?

“It is simply inevitable, just as the sun rises again and again.”

*Very well, then. Before we end here, is there anything else you’d like to say?

“Since this is an infinite-flow story, I suppose we don’t need to be too strict about things like worldbuilding, right?”

*And the main plot?

“One hundred years from now, all under heaven will be one nation.”