“God!” she gasped, her voice barely a whisper. “Is this… your punishnt for my wavering faith?”
The Star Luo Queen closed her eyes in despair.
As her consciousness sank into darkness, a light suddenly appeared before her.
It was a beam of light descending from an infinite height, shining directly upon the Star Luo Queen.
At the source of the light stood God’s ssenger, clad in a golden robe.
“Descendant of Redlichia,” the ssenger’s voice resonated, “God has not punished anyone. All that has transpired is the result of your own choices.”
The Dream Spirit had unlocked the gates to God’s realm, creating ferryn to navigate the sea of dreams in search of Trilobite n worthy of the dream power.
All of this was done to strengthen the power of the dream world.
And at this mont, the Star Luo Queen was about to beco the first mory star to enter the dream sea.
This was the Dream Spirit’s first gift to God.
God’s ssenger descended step by step from above, approaching the Star Luo Queen.
“You chose destruction yourself, abandoning the future.”
“God has not punished anyone, nor does He care about your devotion.”
The Dream Spirit Hila looked at the Star Luo Queen: “Because of your abandonnt, you lost the glory of entering God’s realm while alive.”
“But after death, you still have a chance to enter God’s realm.”
The Star Luo Queen looked at the Dream Spirit: “Can soone like truly enter God’s realm?”
The Dream Spirit replied: “Of course you can.”
“From the mont God reclaid the destructive power of the beasts, the gates of God’s realm have once again opened to the Trilobite n.”
“Everyone has the chance, after death, to beco a mory star in the dream sea, forever surrounding God’s realm, accompanying the eternal God.”
“You no longer need to fear falling into eternal darkness or worry about wandering in the endless savage desert. God has allowed you to return ho.”
The spirit paused here, her tone becoming more serious.
“However,” the spirit continued, her tone grave, “you must face a trial.”
The spirit’s eyes bore into the Star Luo Queen’s, as if peering into the depths of her soul.
“The dream ferryman, steering the divine boat, will illuminate your mory dream.”
“If your mory dream is a beautiful one…”
The Star Luo Queen quickly asked the ssenger: “What qualifies as a beautiful dream?”
The Dream Spirit told her: “When the goodness in your heart outweighs the evil, when the beauty in your soul overcos the nightmares.”
“Then your life’s dream will be a beautiful one.”
The spirit reached out her hand, extracting the Star Luo Queen’s lifeti of mories.
Her mories separated from her shell, continuously expanding until they enveloped her entirely.
Finally, they transford into a dreamlike bubble surrounding her.
The Star Luo Queen’s gaze penetrated the bubble’s wall, observing her entire life.
Scenes flickered and changed on the bubble’s surface – deeply etched images from her mories, experiences once forgotten now resurfacing.
At this mont, everything appeared within the bubble.
She saw herself as a child.
The image of her younger self, joyfully scooping up an Ancestral Fish from the Sacred Lake, smiling at her father.
She watched her younger self learn to speak the Divine Words, carefully tracing what was said to be God’s first drawn character – the sun.
She witnessed her first awakening of the power of wisdom, and the mont she received the Ruhe brand.
Most of her life had been beautiful, but all the beauty and happiness didn’t co from the Trilobite n themselves.
Food, divine language, power – everything ca from God.
From birth to death, every Trilobite Man relied on God’s grace.
The Star Luo Queen suddenly felt imnse sha. How could she, with her petty mindset, have dared to judge the great and rciful God?
“So we’ve been consuming God’s gifts all along, without even realizing it.”
“Without God, we couldn’t survive in this world at all.”
“Despite our weakness and fragility, we arrogantly considered ourselves powerful.”
The Star Luo Queen raised her head and saw a massive gate slowly opening.
Beyond the gate, an endless sea of golden flowers swayed.
It was the God-Given Land, the holand of all Trilobite n.
In the sky, the Divine Cup had beco the sun, and the Crown of Wisdom had transford into the dream moon.
“Thank you,” the Queen breathed, her eyes shining with gratitude. “ssenger of the Yinsai God.”
Although she didn’t know why God had opened the gates of His realm to the Trilobite n, she felt that it was the Dream Spirit’s efforts that allowed the wanderers to finally return ho.
They would no longer have to wander eternally in this endless desert.
She walked towards the gate of God’s realm, her form gradually dissipating in the light, rging into the mory dream.
The mory dream star slowly rose into the dream world, leaving behind her physical body in the mortal realm.
Dream Realm.
Under the glow of the dream moon, a boat approached from the distant dream sea.
The divine boat arrived at the opened gates of the dream world, receiving the Star Luo Queen’s mory dream.
Before the boat’s lantern, the ferryman, now a shadow, cradled the Star Luo Queen’s lifeti and placed it beneath the light.
The lantern’s light flickered like a fla, illuminating the Star Luo Queen’s dream.
The once ordinary dream erupted into a kaleidoscope of colors, transforming the divine boat into a breathtaking spectacle of light and hue.
Inside were vibrant colors, grays, and darkness.
But gradually, the colors overpowered the black, finally dispelling the darkness completely.
This was a beautiful dream that could be illuminated.
The dream ferryman, carrying the mory dream, sailed down the dream sea, arriving above the God-Given Land.
He hung this mory dream in mid-air, transforming it into a star.
The star’s light projected downward, becoming a radiance that fell upon the gardens of the God-Given Land, illuminating the cities and God-Given Paradise where the Trilobite n’s ancestors once dwelled.
Within the star, the Star Luo Queen relived her beautiful life dream over and over again.
Until the end of ti…
In the hall of God.
Yin Shen stood by the window of the divine hall, observing the new star outside.
The dream sea had now been divided into several layers.
The topmost layer held the dream starlight of the Trilobite n, those bizarre and wonderful creations born in sleep and forgetfulness. Below were the brilliant stars of the Trilobite n’s mory dreams.
The purer the beautiful dream, the closer it was to the God-Given Land.
It would record the lives of countless Trilobite n, the beginnings and ends of era after era, even the birth and destruction of civilization after civilization.
Even as ti might erase all traces of their civilization, reducing cities to dust and obscuring their written and spoken words, their legacy would endure here.
In this dream sea, all traces of their existence would still remain.
Ripples of starlight appeared behind Yin Shen, and the Dream Spirit Hila stood behind him, bowing respectfully.
“Great God,” Hila began, her voice filled with concern, “no one willingly relinquishes the power of destruction.”
“They can only see the fleeting present, unable to perceive the bright future.”
God seed to have anticipated this, or perhaps He had never cared.
“Oh.”
Yin Shen didn’t turn His head, rely saying,
“If that is so,” God mused, “perhaps they are not yet ready to wield the power of dreams.”
The spirit lowered her head, bowing deeply to God.
“Oh, God,” Hila pleaded, “the Trilobite n may not be perfect, but…”
“But I have seen that even in the darkest dreams, they still seek beauty.”
“I will surely find soone worthy of receiving the power of dreams.”
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