This is a wildly imaginative story, so please excuse any exaggerations.

Blue Star, the final era, 300 years ago.

The Duke had survived for three hundred years during the apocalyptic era. He looked at the centipede-like alien beasts that were taller than a hundred buildings in the distance, as well as various kinds of terrifying monsters and mutated beasts, as if they were the rulers of the entire Blue Star, absorbing the energy of all life.

The whole world has been completely transformed, ravaged and barren.

Terrifying giant monsters roam the land, fighting for their race's territory, and are everywhere.

He felt lonely and desperate because he was the only one left in the world, barely surviving in this broken world.

Junjue was once an ordinary human being. However, after countless natural disasters and countless transformations of the world, he gained multiple superpowers in an accident.

This extended his lifespan, but also made him the only survivor in the world.

He tried to contact other survivors, but they were long gone. The world was destroyed, and he was left alone to struggle in this endless terror.

The Lord once hoped to save the world with his own power, but he soon discovered that the number and power of all the monsters were beyond his control.

He felt the pressure of despair, knowing he couldn't change the situation. He began to doubt whether he was truly the last hope.

As night fell, the Duke stood on a desolate piece of land, gazing at the starry sky. He felt an endless darkness enveloping him, creeping silently closer. He knew he had no way out.

Suddenly, a surge of resolute courage welled up in the Duke's heart. He knew he could not continue like this; he could no longer endure this endless loneliness and fear.

He looked at the strange, monstrous figures everywhere, their deafening roars filling the air. He activated his psychic abilities to survey the entire world, but found no trace of human presence. Trembling with despair, he muttered to himself:

"What's the use of surviving to the end? What's the use of upgrading your ability to infinitely fold space to 450?"

It's not that I don't have any favorite food to eat, so I often end up eating disgusting things.

In the end, even the person he loved couldn't save him. After hundreds of years, he was still a virgin, and he was all alone in the world.

I don't want to live like this, with the entire planet Blue filled with loneliness, fear, and despair.

"I don't want to!"

A tear rolled down his cheek, a beautiful memory flashing across his face as he recalled the scene of the girl in the mask saving him—a memory so beautiful, so sacred, so unattainable.

Unfortunately, they all no longer exist.

Because by the time he returned strong enough, the girl whose name he didn't even know was already dead.

"Wait for me! I'm coming to be with you right now!"

He decided to use his superpower to detonate himself and end his miserable existence.

The King began to gather his energy, feeling it surge within him. His body grew increasingly hot, and his eyes gleamed with an eerie light. He knew this was his final struggle, his last hope.

When the Lord's energy reached its peak, he unleashed a massive shockwave.

A deafening roar erupted.

It instantly destroyed everything around it, engulfing the entire blue planet in flames. The centipede-like giant monster and all the terrifying monsters were completely wiped out, and the era of terror came to an end.

However, the king also turned to dust. His body dissipated in the explosion, becoming a part of history.

He used his life to bring a final glimmer of light to this destroyed world, and also found an eternal resting place for himself.

The Lord's sacrifice went unnoticed by the world, but his will and courage will forever be remembered in the history of Earth.

Where the king had left, a small blade of grass slowly sprouted from the soil.

………

Blue Star.

Lantern Festival, January 15th, 2068!

Imperial Capital, Imperial Garden Villas.

A strong and slender figure lay on a large, luxurious bed. His eyes were closed, and his fair and delicate forehead was covered with countless water droplets.

Suddenly he opened his beautiful eyes, which were filled with crimson blood.

Once the fear subsided, her eyes slowly regained focus, and she looked around in surprise at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment.

When he felt a scantily clad, seductive woman on top of him, pulling down his pants, her disgusting eyes staring excitedly at his crotch, seemingly intent on assaulting him, he was so terrified that he threw her away in disbelief.

Damn it! I've protected my innocence for so many years, and this bastard almost ruined it for the person I love.

He slapped her hard across the face.

"Smack!"

"bump!"

The woman's face instantly swelled up, and she was thrown from the bed to the floor, lying there disheveled and bloody, looking up in disbelief.

"Young Master Jun? I was introduced to you by your mother! How could you hit me?"

Junjue frowned as he looked at the wretched woman on the ground, then got up and put his pants back on.

He walked step by step to the vile woman's side, his hand tightening around her delicate neck as he coldly watched the woman struggling in pain before him.

Why is there such a big difference between women?

"Cough cough cough..."

“Young Master…I was wrong, you…don’t like me…I…I’ll leave now.”

The beautiful woman looked at the young man with chiseled features before her, and the fierce glint in his eyes made her tremble with fear.

She struggled and begged for mercy, but the other person's hand was like an iron clamp, choking her neck and gradually suffocating her, making her feel like she was dying.

Junyue knew that this despicable woman was sent by his stepmother, who wanted to use her beauty to seduce the shares in his hands.

He still has a lot to do, because he realizes that he seems to have been reborn, but he was so frightened by this bitch's disturbance when he was first reborn that he forgot.

"Cough cough cough... Please... let me go! I... I will never... dare to... do it again."

"Cough...cough...cough"

He glanced at the woman who had rolled her eyes in utter disgust, threw her roughly to the ground, and said coldly, "Put on your clothes and get out of here. I don't have time to play with you, I don't even have time to kill you."

"bump!"

The woman, who had been slammed to the ground, felt a burning pain in her throat. The suffocating sensation finally subsided, and she frantically picked up her dress from the ground, put it on, and ran away in a panic.

Watching that slut leave, he felt like he was in a dream.

Could this be a dream he had before he died? Was it because he desperately wanted to go back to the time before the apocalypse, and this was just a fleeting dream before his death?

"Slap!" He slapped himself hard.

"It hurts. I wasn't dreaming. I've really been reborn."

Junjue hurriedly grabbed the phone from the bedside and saw the time displayed on it.

January 15, 2068.

He was reborn three months before the apocalypse, when he was exactly eighteen years old.

"Great! We have three months to prepare! He'll never go hungry again, and he'll never have to eat those disgusting things again."

"Stepmother, huh? I'll deal with you when I have time."