Sky Curtain: The Darwin Incident at the outset, the Declaration of the People's League

Without exception, the term "Warhammer 40K Universe," along with the mixture of extreme darkness, despair, and resilience it represents, has been deeply imprinted in the collective consciousness of all realms.

It became a dark mirror hanging high above.

[The Real World]

Bai Jin finished watching the video and let out a long breath.

He rubbed his slightly sore eyes.

He glanced at the time; it was already quite late.

"Never mind, I'll watch one more and then go to sleep."

His thumb habitually slid down the floor.

A new video title appears:

We were born among the stars; we are children of the radiant cosmos.

"Oh? This seems interesting."

Chapter 14 We are the children of the stars

Another new video.

My attention was instantly drawn back to it.

In a short period of time, they have seen two worlds.

So, is what's on the sky this time still the Warhammer world, or a new world?

Against the backdrop of the pitch-black deep space, a dim blue dot slowly rotates in the sky.

That's Earth.

Then the Earth was gradually swallowed up by boundless darkness.

The deep and majestic background music rises quietly like the breath of the universe.

Planets like Earth are too young and too mild.

It nurtured life, but it could not forge the foundation of life—those heavy elements never originated here.

The scene on the sky suddenly lit up!

The intense light of a supernova explosion tears apart a nebula, and iron is forged and splashed in the flames of billions of degrees, eventually turning into a torrent of stardust.

A single iron atom, after a long journey through the universe, falls towards the nascent Earth.

Every iron atom in your blood has once traversed a magnificent stellar funeral.

The zinc in your bones has heard the most magnificent roar in the silent universe during two neutron star annihilation collisions.

A dazzling nebula swirls like a veil, a white dwarf star cools and dims in silence, and copper elements drift away in the last embers.

The colors of distant nebulae flowed, and traces of cobalt shimmered faintly.

Even the minuscule amount of copper within your body must witness the complete death of a star.

Even the smallest piece of cobalt holds the earliest memories of a nebula billions of light-years away.

Therefore, in a sense, it's normal to feel curious when you look up at the stars.

The eyes of primitive people gazing at the Milky Way, the bronze rails of ancient star-gazing instruments, the telescope tube, the exhaust plume of rockets...

The image finally settled on a child's clear eyes, reflecting the Milky Way.

We yearn to witness the end of the starry sea, for deep within our blood lies the will of the stars.

We are—Children of the Stars

Suddenly the scene shifts, presenting a divided human history.

War, estrangement...

However, the stars are boundless, and humanity is insignificant.

[Ever since our ancestors first fell into contemplation over the starry sky, ever since the first ape-man spent more than a threshold of time gazing at the Milky Way]

Confusion and inner conflict are like a persistent, insidious disease.

Resource constraints and the isolation of civilization were once an inescapable cycle of fate.

Suddenly, the massive starship broke through the Earth-Moon orbit, and a sharp sword cleaved through the darkness.

Countless engineering vessels weave the warp and weft of light in deep space, and a magnificent building gradually takes shape.

But this destiny has come to an end today!

With unparalleled wisdom and indomitable courage

We have harnessed the power of the stars.

[Mastering the secrets of curvature]

[Furthermore, they built a magnificent masterpiece connecting billions of worlds—the Lagrange Network]

The first stargate was "ignited," and a deep blue energy vortex surged and spun within the gate frame, like a giant eye gazing into the deep space.

Subsequently, a second, a third... countless stargates lit up simultaneously across the Milky Way, their light intertwining to form a magnificent net of light that enveloped the sea of ​​stars.

The light of the Stargate signifies the will of the Empire!

An unimaginably massive imperial fleet assembled and jumped around using stargates as nodes.

The shadow of the giant ship swept across the planet, and the city lights spread across the planet's surface like a galaxy.

We, the Holy Star Empire, are the chosen ones, ordained by Heaven!

From the day the first stargate illuminated the void.

The annals of humankind will be written by us.

Humanity's frontiers are defined by us.

The future of humanity rests in our hands.

The images on the celestial screen rapidly traverse the stargate network, passing over a dazzling array of stars, and finally overlooking the entire spiral arm of the Milky Way.

The empire's territory was outlined with golden light, its splendor boundless.

We hereby declare

All stars, all worlds

All people who sail among the stars

All are subject to the order and glory of the empire.

【Holy Star Empire】

[To live as long as the stars, forever immortal]

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Many worlds were bewildered by the new content.

It's somewhat similar to the technical level of that previous team.

But it is much grander, and it is not limited to war and racial conflict, but lies in the exploration of the universe.

However, one thing is certain.

Human technology in this world is definitely not inferior to that of the Human Alliance.

Chapter 15 The Sky Dimmed

Fallout World

Post-war wasteland.

On the Brotherhood of Steel's airship, Elder Maxon gazed at the sky, remaining silent for a long time.

"A network connecting billions of worlds..." one of the companions murmured, "If... if pre-war humanity had possessed this..."

"That won't change the fact that they're destined to self-destruct."

Maxon's voice was hoarse but firm.

"Technology is never the key; people's hearts are."

"Pre-war humanity possessed the nascent technology to soar through the stars, yet used it to create far more nuclear bombs."

"This empire may go further, but look at their declarations—'Destiny', 'Defining the Frontiers', 'Guarding the Future.' How is this any different in arrogance from those pre-war nations that proclaimed themselves the world's police and ultimately triggered the war?"

He turned to look at the assembled brothers.

"But children, the sky also tells us something else: the roots of humanity are in the stars."

“The remnants of supernovae flow in our blood. This wasteland cannot hold us back for long. The Brotherhood of Steel’s mission is not only to preserve pre-war technology, but also to ensure that when humanity is able to look up at the stars again, we will not repeat the same mistakes. We must find that path, a path to the stars that is different from the pre-war plunder and different from the conquest of this empire, a path that belongs to humanity.”

His words, carried on the wind filled with radioactive dust, conveyed a faint yet undeniable firmness.

The Last of Us World

Jackson Camp.

Joel and Ellie sat beside the old generator, watching the screen above the sky.

When the image of the Stargate Network illuminating the galaxy appeared, Ellie's mouth dropped open.

“Joel…look…they…they can go to so many stars…”

Joel held her tighter, his rough hands trembling slightly. He had seen the world crumble and humanity rot in despair.

But what was revealed in the sky was another possibility, a possibility so grand that he could not imagine it, yet it inexplicably touched a long-forgotten corner of his heart.

“Yes, girl.” His voice was low and hoarse. “So… humans can do this much. Not just survive, not just struggle… they can go to such faraway places and build such huge things…”

The other survivors in the camp also gathered around, and for the first time, their tired and numb faces showed expressions of "shock" and "longing" that transcended their daily survival.

Although the threat of infected people still lingers outside the walls, and life remains difficult, at this moment, the starry sky no longer seems so unattainable, and the future seems to have a glimmer of light.

Tommy walked over and patted Joel on the shoulder.