Star calendar year 372, the northern wasteland of Hades.
He is a god imprisoned in a nutrient solution.
The satellite commander molded his body with genetic code, carved his soul with "guarding" instructions, and locked his instincts with an absolute vegetarian diet - but forgot to give him one thing: memory.
The pyrene cave is suspended in light blue fluorescence, and the golden lines on its back pulse synchronously with the energy core. He didn't know what he was waiting for, he only knew that images occasionally penetrated his consciousness: burning star beasts falling from the sky, golden blood raining down on the gray earth, countless silhouettes similar to his staring in the same direction before dissipating - what was in that direction? He doesn't know. He only knew that when the heartbeat of a living creature was heard for the first time outside the nutrition cabin, he opened his eyes.
It was a dark descendant of an ancient beast, with hostility and calculations surging in its gilt vertical pupils. What she brought was hell, but he took it as salvation.
"From today on, you are under my control." She lowered her voice and said in a cold tone, "I said you were a waste, and you are a waste."
The undercurrent of the power triangle, the mystery of the ancient beast's legacy, and the dormant waiting of the starry sky seed are all quietly fermented in this encounter between purity and darkness. Pyrene Dongdongyao's growth began from the moment he opened his eyes - when loneliness was intruded and darkness became the only light, he learned to expect, miss, and feel the pain of tightening his chest for another person. And this is just the beginning of everything.
