I Draw Legends in the Star Ruins

[No CP] [Fantasy] [Total Siscon]

The Star Ruins stretch endlessly, with shattered stars scattered like dust. After ancient stars crumbled, countless continents and fragments floated through the pitch-black depths of space.

This was never a peaceful place.

Countless races stood side by side, locked in endless conflict. Opportunity and danger went hand in hand, while slaughter and plunder unfolded at every moment. The strong shattered star rivers beneath their feet, while the weak turned to dust. Everyone ventured into the Star Ruins, whether to pursue the Supreme Dao or to dominate a territory, hoping to leave behind an immortal legend of their own in this vast sea of stars.

Lin He traveled through these turbulent Star Ruins, wielding a Star-Painting Brush and cultivating a unique Dao of Star-Painting.

With a single stroke, he could reshape mountains and landscapes, sketching rivers, lakes, and seas. With a single painting, he could bring plants and living creatures into being, and even derive the myriad patterns of the stars.

He braved the most perilous secret realms and faced the most vicious experts from other races. His sharp brilliance shook the entire sea of stars. More and more people heard his name and became convinced that this young man who wielded the Dao of Star-Painting had boundless ambitions, and was destined to forge an unprecedented epic in the Star Ruins.

Faced with others' speculation and awe, Lin He usually remained silent.

Now and then, someone would press him, asking what he hoped to gain after enduring countless wounds, traveling through countless dangerous star domains, and fighting with all his might to reach where he was now.

He would raise his eyes toward the distant horizon. There was no longing for power in his gaze, only an obsession that seemed slight, yet weighed more than the entire sea of stars.

He had never done all this to make his name eternal, nor to become a ruler feared by everyone in the Star Ruins.

It was only for his younger sister.

He wanted to shut away all the wars, schemes, bloodshed, and darkness of the Star Ruins.

No matter how fierce the storms outside grew, he would bear them alone. He would face every clash of blades by himself.

Those legendary tales that everyone loved to recount, those vast epics he had painted stroke by stroke with his own hand, were, at their heart, nothing more than a gentle shield he had raised for his sister.

All he wanted was for her never to witness the cruelty of the sea of stars or be touched by even a hint of hardship, but to live peacefully and carefree beneath the starlight forever.

Theme: Stay positive and strive forward.