In the quiet bedroom, a small candle was lit. Loran Hill sat at the desk, and the candlelight illuminated her face, making it look hazy and beautiful.
The curtains fluttered from time to time, bringing gusts of night breeze.
She leaned back in the wooden chair, slightly leaning back, eyes half closed, recalling the various scenes and information she saw in this storage device.
It was so beautiful and stunning, that prosperous and shining era.
Following the Twilight Age, humans stepped into the galaxy and began their glorious era.
The rising of the Crown of God opens the door to the next stage for mankind. The pinnacle of glory, millions of stars, and the endless sea of stars are more magnificent than any scroll.
Almost every citizen of that era achieved immortality, picking stars and moons, moving the sky and the earth, and traveling around the world. It was better than all dreams and imaginations.
In just over 200 years of this glorious era, humanity has spread its influence across the Milky Way, sculpted the stars, transformed the world, and realized countless fantasies.
How beautiful it would be if such beauty could continue forever.
Unfortunately, such a glorious era came to an abrupt end after 200 years.
Loran Hill didn't know what happened in the end, but she vaguely guessed that the Star Crown was not fully built.
As the pinnacle of causal abilities, the construction of the Star Crown is countless times more difficult than the previous two crowns, even surpassing the boundaries of biological cognition and philosophy.
If humans had mastered the Star Crown at that time, they would not have faced the final accident unprepared.
The specific cause is unknown, but judging by the results, something seems to have gone wrong with the Aegeka Sea during that mutation, leading to the near-total annihilation of its inhabitants. This also marked the end of humanity's glory.
Perhaps in order to escape something, the last remaining humans moved the mother planet Earth out of the once prosperous solar system and moved it to the Ivar Galaxy, the most remote place at the end of the Milky Way spiral arm.
Later, after tens of thousands of years, life on Earth gradually recovered, leading to the current situation.
Loran Hill exhaled slowly, closed the notebook in front of him, and then put away the storage device.
She stood up, reached behind her head, untied her light red hairband, placed it on the bedside table, blew out the candle on the table, and prepared to go to bed.
Lying in the soft quilt, although my eyes were closed, I seemed to be extremely excited and could not fall asleep. Magnificent pictures kept appearing in my mind.
Luo Lanxier gave a wry laugh, then turned halfway under the covers, shifting his position and lying on his side, looking at the wardrobe in the room. Tears welled up in his light blue eyes.
It turns out that they have all left me.
Everything that was familiar, those people who shared the same dream, everything that was born on that familiar earth, all became a past that can never be retrieved.
Although life and civilization have been reborn on this planet today, it is no longer the same as the Earth that it was. Although there are still humans, they are not the same people as before.
A feeling of loneliness and melancholy spread in her heart.
And a faint sadness emerged in her heart about the future she had once imagined.
Would it really be a good thing for me to send humans into space again? Perhaps the other side of the galaxy is not a beautiful paradise, but a hell filled with corpses and debris.
Feeling sad about the past and the future, Loran Hill tossed and turned in his bed until dawn, when he finally fell asleep.
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The next day, the Papal Palace.
"Is Luo Lan going back?"
Bines asked with a little surprise as she sat at her desk and looked at the girl in front of her.
"Yes, the war is about to begin, and I have to go back to make some arrangements." Loran Hill was wearing a white robe with silver edges and light gray boots.
"But before I leave, let me take you to see a place." Bines thought and raised the pen in her hand slightly.
"Where are you going?" Loran Hill looked at the Pope.
"There is a statue where a seraph fell. I think you will gain something by going there. Maybe you were once an angel too." Bines said jokingly.
"Come with me." After putting down the pen, Bines took Loran Hill's hand and walked out of the house.
Half an hour later, they arrived at a peaceful hillside, where there was a neat and green meadow with nothing else on it except two ancient trees in the middle.
The two trees are like twins, with their branches intertwined. In the open space in the middle, there is a human-shaped statue, and around the statue is a small circular pool.
Compared with the treetops that are about tens of meters high next to it, the statue looks very small.
The two men walked on the grass and slowly approached the two trees.
"Has Loran heard the story of the angel?"
"Yes, I read about it in the Candlelight Book. Aiure, the Seraph clad in crimson flames, was severely injured in the battle to suppress Chaos. Eventually, her strength was exhausted and she turned into a statue."
"Yes, and this is where Princess Aiule fell." Bines walked in front and brought Loranhill to the pool.
The light red and clear liquid filled the pool, and ripples appeared in the breeze.
"Don't touch these liquids. They are extremely hot and are just sealed by the pool." Bines reminded from the side.
Loran Hill nodded and looked at the motionless statue.
The statue appears to be a young woman, kneeling on the ground with a smooth forehead, her hands clasped together, her head bowed in prayer, and the broad wings behind her stretched out, giving her a sacred and gorgeous aura.
There were no remaining consciousness or soul fragments, Loran Hill extended his perception. But if there were, the Church would have discovered it long ago.
Just as she gave up and was about to bow like Bines, the system's mechanical voice rang out.
[Found fragments of the Sun Crown. Do you want to absorb them? Yes or No]
[Select, yes]
The girl blinked, and a faint golden light appeared in her pupils. A mysterious symbol flashed in them and then disappeared.
"Do you feel anything different?" Bines asked suddenly, almost scaring Loran Hill.
"What does it feel like?"
"Because your soul is so special, I want you to try to contact this statue. Perhaps it can remind you of something?"
Loran Hill was at a loss for words. He didn't expect that Bennett also thought of herself as the reincarnation of an angel.
"Not yet. It seems that the angel's consciousness and soul are not here."
"Yes, but there is still some special power here that prevents ordinary Chaos Phantoms from approaching. That's why we speculate that Ai Wulei may have left something behind."
"It would be great if you were really the reincarnation of Seraph." Bines said with some regret.
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