He was born with no sense of law. In the era when the Divine Court used the twelve equal laws to strangle heretics, this itself was a capital crime.
From the black hole of the execution ground to the dark field of decreasing entropy, this "music-mad" actually tore the rules of the universe into a draft of a musical score. He used the noise of mourning to rewrite the spirit program; he used his brother's spine to calibrate the tuning star harp; he folded the fortress of the Divine Court into a Klein bottle urn...
When the remnants of five thousand annihilated civilizations sang together in his crystallized blood vessels, Yao Guang smiled.
He exploded his singularity heart and let Xingluyun swallow up the shackles of the era.
At this moment, trillions of races in the universe download his god-killing SDK and plant a rebellious idyll in the heat death elegy!
"All rests can be improvised."
