My world crashed into the starry sky railway.
When the laws of physics are rewritten and the stars begin to turn into pixels, I, as the only god of the cube universe, come from behind the scenes to the stage.
At first, I just wanted to experience survival mode in a different place.
But they seemed panicked.
The Black Tower wanted to study me in slices, the Star Core Hunters said I messed up the script, and the Antimatter Legion regarded me as a cancer of the universe.
I had no choice but to stick a torch in the space station and announce to the entire universe:
"On the first night, just stay at home. There will be monsters outside. Don't blame me if you get scratched by a zombie."
