(No system) (unshuangwen) (not national trend)
——Dedicated to all the unheard cries in the universe
Under the majestic curtain of cold burning stars, the screams of individuals are but a silent speck of dust. This is not a heroic epic of cosmic redemption, but a record of desperate echoes of the vast abyss, composed of tragic chapters that are independent of each other but connected by cold logic. It tore off the skin of the galactic dream, exposing the steel heart underneath called the "Cosmic Defense Organization" (CDO), and the nameless souls that were swallowed and ground by this heart.
When you look up at the miraculous survival of a fringe planet about to be annihilated by the void in the interstellar news, or the precise eradication of an out-of-control subspace plague nest, that may be just the tip of the iceberg of CDO's "contributions." They are huge, obscure, and technologically advanced beyond imagination. Hidden observation points spread across countless planets like a spider web, and the core creed is cold and efficient: "Save lives worth saving before destruction comes." However, the standard of "worth saving" is like a sharp knife hanging from the ceiling, determined by a set of ruthless logical algorithms. Their redemption is never selfless, and the price has already been marked in the dark.
