Stellaris: Human Supremacy

Year 23 of the lunar calendar, winter That night, the snow was as white as a knife, the cold wind ripped away bones, and everything withered, That night, Wu Yi watched helplessly as a slender sickle cut off his head. When the stars shine, all races coexist, strange blends occur, and civilizations are everywhere When the human race is withered and lost in the dark forest, I will return from hell with a stick of incense and a cauldron to bring order to the chaos!