A Global Livestream of Our Love

In the year 5050, humanity faced two historic turning points: an alien invasion and the launch of an interstellar survival game.

The first brought human civilization to the brink of extinction. The second rescued humanity from endless despair.

Yuan Muye was a tragic hero of his era, recorded in the history books of future generations.

[He and Bai Qishui, the uncrowned king who ultimately won the game and secured humanity a sliver of hope, were close friends, the two brightest stars in the darkness of their time.]

[Humanity could have had two suns, but one fell before the dawn.]

[On the day Bai Qishui claimed victory, he returned covered in blood and declared the day Yuan Muye died to be Night of Hope, a day of global mourning.

"I will be forever indebted to one person. This crown does not belong to me." Facing the livestream camera, Bai Qishui lost his smile for the first time, his face replaced by an immeasurable depth of pain.]

--The Brilliant Stars

"Who said we were close friends?!"

"Of course it doesn't belong to him! Bai Qishui, you despicable bastard! You betrayed your own kind and ambushed me just to claim the throne!"

Yuan Muye had been floating around in ghost mode for 50 years, and he was furious enough to explode.

He swore that if he got another chance, he would absolutely, absolutely, absolutely kill Bai Qishui first!

Then he went back in time.

He was reborn in the year 5050, right when he first entered the game.

PK 1.

The first time Bai Qishui asked him to team up, Yuan Muye struck without hesitation. If his rescuer had arrived even a second later, Bai Qishui would have died.

Yuan Muye wiped his blade and looked at Bai Qishui with disdain. "You?"

PK 2.

The second time Bai Qishui came to his rescue, Yuan Muye crushed the alien beast army with overwhelming strength, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and glared fiercely. "You think you can match me?"

PK 3.

The third time, Bai Qishui took a fatal blow for him. Yuan Muye held the unconscious Bai Qishui, his expression unreadable.

Had Bai Qishui lost his mind, taking a blow for him?

[Extra Scene 1]

The night before dawn.

Bai Qishui's bloodstained hand held a crown of thorns above Yuan Muye's head. His usually fake smile softened, and he said, "My king."

[Extra Scene 2]

In front of Earth's virtual livestream projection.

Everyone prayed devoutly for humanity's eventual victory, expecting to see desperate survival, fierce battles, and a race against death.

But instead--

They were force-fed a mouthful of couple's sweetness.

Theme: Fight for a brighter future for humanity