The Three Leagues' flagship fleet was wiped out overnight. The swarm swept across the stars, and human civilization teetered on the brink of extinction.
Everywhere across the star systems, people desperately searched for the key to unlocking the ultimate Ark ship.
No one imagined that the key was the broken piece of metal Chen Ye, a wasteland scavenger, kept close to his body.
What fewer still knew was this:
The key was also a lock.
The swarm was never the end.
The Dreamweaver, manipulating everything from the shadows, was the true hunter harvesting civilizations.
Chen Ye led the remaining troops into the dead zones and defended their battered ships, fighting for survival with nothing but a mortal's body.
He had no idea that the scrap of metal would open more than the Ark.
It would reveal a truth capable of overturning everything they knew:
The star systems where we struggle are nothing more than a breeding tank in someone else's eyes.
The swarm is the cleaner, and the Dreamweaver is the administrator.
And on the other side of the lock lies the True Firmament, a place that makes even the gods tremble.
No System, no fantasy, no cheats.
This is an epic of survival, written in blood and steel by mortals in two worlds.
