Xinghai is dead, only the tombstone remains.
Humanity stole the Destroyer's fire and forged a lone sword that slashed into the deep space.
Ahead, there are reapers who have been silent for hundreds of millions of years, and a mystery that is colder than darkness.
Behind him are three billion tombs that have not yet cooled down, and the last light that refuses to be extinguished.
Or, turn into the dust of the universe in silence.
Or, use this stolen flame to ignite the abyss and see the way home.
