In the year 3800 of the Star Era, the planet inhabited by humanity is struck by an unprecedented disaster. Unstable elements in space gather into a mass that sweeps across the entire solar system like a tidal wave.
The world falls into total darkness, with yellow sand and dust blotting out the sky. This dim, yellow world lasts for a full ten years, and the ecosystem is devastated almost to the point of extinction.
Most life on Earth is wiped out. Countless humans perish, with casualties reaching seven-tenths of the human population.
At the moment the disaster strikes Earth, nuclear power plants explode. Countless nuclear substances, poisonous gases, and viruses leak from research laboratories, affecting the animals that miraculously survived and causing uncontrollable mutations.
Their bodies become grotesque and terrifying. They thirst for blood and kill indiscriminately, relying on the black rain that periodically falls from the sky for water and sustenance. And humans are their favorite delicacy.
The last remnants of humanity board the Noah's Ark and sail across the boundless ocean, like a moving continent.
After centuries of construction, a complete system for survival has been established aboard the Ark. The person in power is known as the “Supreme God.” He is the oldest person there, as well as the one who has contributed the most.
Here, population growth has become the highest priority.
The women aboard the Ark have become the most “precious” of all.
The rules explicitly state that every woman must fulfill this glorious and sacred duty upon reaching adulthood: bearing children and contributing to the future of the Noah's Ark. They have become the main force in reproduction.
To ensure humanity's survival, they have no choice but to comply. For the sake of human civilization and its continuation, they do so willingly.
I have always wanted to write a work that could express my heart and thoughts, but it was really difficult to actually write it. This is different from my first work, which was named in May of 2026. At that time, I couldn't help but think about some "distant" things, and I couldn't sleep because of it. By creating the names of these characters, I control their fate, but that doesn't mean I can do whatever I want without any rules. My original intention of creating them is because I want to create some diverse people. They already have their own lives and souls from the moment they are born under the pen. I couldn't help but imagine what would happen in a faraway world that I might never touch?