The day a star dies, no one knows why.
Seven hundred years later, the universe lives on scraps scraped from the corpses of extinguished stars. Death Star Crystal, the blood of civilization, the shackles of mine slaves. Ash-7, a Death Star mine on the edge of the galaxy, three hundred mine slaves dug in the radiation pit until they died.
Lin Ye is one of them. Seventeen years old, no memory, and a burnt black birthmark on his neck. The people at the mine called him mute because he never spoke.
He didn't speak because he had nothing to say.
Until he touched a black stone in an abandoned mine. The moment the stone shattered, something penetrated his body - the fragments of consciousness left after the death of an ancient star. It calls itself "Star Skeleton".
The Ruins clan's scavenging fleet has arrived. The inspection envoy from the Chiyuan Empire has arrived. Everyone is chasing the same signal.
Xinggui said three words in his mind: "I found you."
Lin Ye didn't know who had found him, or what he was. He only knows one thing - if someone wants to touch the people he cares about, then he will tear a hole in the starry sky and let everyone see how hot the thing crawling out of the ashes is.
