God Has Mercy

Introduction 1: In the middle of the century, my sector was rated as the best in security in the galaxy. I played an integral role in that. Because I was arrested. Introduction 2: At the beginning of the 22nd century, galaxy civilization came and Blue Star became a chessboard for games. The chess player becomes a professional, challenging both ends of the scale. So, The swordsman dies from gunfire, the ranger dies in the mire; the thief sticks to justice, the pure disciple turns his back; the witch doctor embraces poison, the clown disappears into a smile; the dark hunter is buried at dawn... On the ship of time, technology collides with prehistoric times, civilization ignites, sinks, blooms again, and reaches eternity. But the visitor from light years away will eventually pronounce the judgment: "Parting between life and death, hatred and resentment are difficult to explain, God has mercy on the world, and gives you final destruction..." Introduction three: Star Alliance Reporter: What do you want to say about your actions of single-handedly lowering the score of tens of millions of civilizations? Fugitive: Slander! This is pure slander! I just made a small amount of 100 million points. Star Alliance Reporter: Citizens should be pious to gods. What do you think about this? Fugitive: Dregs! Absolute scum! We should believe in ourselves, not others. Star Alliance Reporter: But the gods are always watching over all living beings and protecting you and me. Fugitive: He didn't. Star Alliance Reporter: Are you saying this because you are a demon sect and an abandoned disciple of the gods? Fugitive: No, I believe in God. Star Alliance Reporter: Then why do you keep slandering the gods? Fugitive: Because I am the God you call me.