Under the Weight of the Sea of ​​Stars, Embrace My Dust

When the supreme star god of pure love turned into dust, the universe ushered in a silent dusk. In the cold game of the fourth dimension, He lost. Divinity collapsed, authority shattered, and the only container fell into the mortal world, becoming a soulless body in Rust Harbor. The light that once illuminated the sea of ​​stars was extinguished, leaving only the tyrant named "Fan" dancing on the ruins, weaving lies called redemption. Everyone is waiting for the return of the miracle, but no one knows that the real miracle is brewing in the dust. He once thought that mortals were just glimmers of light in the long river of history, fragile and short-lived. Until that day, he saw that mortal. Without the blessing of divine power, without noble bloodline, he is just an ant struggling to survive in the sewage of Rust Harbor. He was supposed to be the first dust to be crushed in this divine war, but instead he used those muddy hands to build a barrier for Him against nothingness. "The gods have fallen, then I will be the one to carry the sky." "You said I'm the vessel? No, I'm his guardian." Under the weight of the sea of stars, mortals chose to embrace the faint light that was about to dissipate. This is a final theater about "loss" and "protection"—— Even if the world treats us as dust, I will use this humble body to withstand all storms for you. Because love is the only authority for mortals, and it is also a barrier that will never collapse.