The Awakening of the Creator God

The silver moon hung like a hook in the sky, casting a cold light and illuminating the ruins of the ancient temple. "Arya, this young star priest, wears a silver-white robe embroidered with star patterns, walking quietly through the temple." Every step she took was cautious, as if she was afraid of disturbing the gods who had been sleeping for thousands of years. "Master, are you sure you want me to come alone to get the Tears of the Stars?" Arya whispered to herself, recalling the elder's serious face before leaving. The Tears of the Stars are hidden in the deepest part of the temple, and only a pure heart can find them. The words of High Priest Morris are still in my ears: "The breath of the God of Creation is getting weaker and weaker. We must repair the star compass as soon as possible, otherwise..."