When Erin pressed the button for the Stardust broadcast, she thought she was extending an olive branch to the universe—until the moon exploded into the ashes of five billion dead souls in a warp bubble annihilation bomb.
The rhodium-103 battleship of the scavengers came with a death trajectory. Marcus's mechanical prosthetic limb collapsed during the decision of "saving 300,000 civilians or protecting the fleet", and blood oozed from the broken leg; Leon's ark was in the water, using Roxi fungi to decompose excrement to survive, but refused to abandon an old man; the seeds of consciousness in Kai's body screamed, and the symbiotic plants withered due to human betrayal.
The spore civilization promised 300 years of life with genetic probes, but secretly removed the uterus; Zergan's heart-eating bacteria let his comrades eat each other, and only the metal of the mechanical prosthetics was immune; in Cthulhu's conscious hallucination, everyone was detonating the home planet with their own hands.
Every step in the upgrading of civilization is stepped on the bones of ethics. But the general whose mechanical prosthetic arm was engraved with a list of atonements let go of the enemy ship carrying his children; the mixed-race teenager under house arrest used the memories of the two races to sew trust; the scientist who hid his daughter's Stardust Flower graffiti used poetry to build a firewall of consciousness in the trauma archive.
When the observer's trial falls - is the law of the universe the law of the jungle? Or will the seed secretly buried on the beach by a level 1.0 Child eventually sprout a symbiotic shape from the scar?
