Arriving at Herta Space Station, Pei Guang collected the mobile construction vehicle and quickly returned to his Starship. Inputting the coordinates Asta provided, he prepared for departure.
But as he was entering the coordinates, a small yet potentially significant mishap occurred. If he had simply copied and pasted the coordinates, there wouldn't have been an issue. However, this deviation ant his journey to Asta's gifted star system—and the start of his planetary developnt—might not go exactly as planned.
It's well known that gars don't need eyesight—especially RTS (real-ti strategy) players who can sotis play as if they're blind.
Pei Guang, for instance, managed to completely overlook all the punctuation marks while inputting coordinates.
As he prepared for the jump, he decided to double-check everything.
"Better safe than sorry—let confirm again!"
With so many numbers to handle, Pei Guang worried that even one mistake could send him barreling into soone else's star system. A massive Star Destroyer showing up uninvited? That could only end in awkward tears and forced acquisitions of entire star systems.
Not that it was a huge issue—he could handle it—but he wasn't in the mood for RTS chanics right now. He wasn't here to conquer the galaxy, after all.
Gars have their quirks: farming in adult visual novels, causing chaos in calm simulators: gas might offer a plethora of chanics, but players simply want to indulge in their own whims.
And he was no exception!
After carefully reviewing the coordinate data and supplentary details—which ensured safe jumps without endangering nearby planets—Pei Guang found nothing wrong. Every number was correct. The issue? He hadn't noticed a missing decimal point.
Under normal circumstances, a coordinate error or missing decimal would render most ships unable to navigate. Navigation relies on charts prepared by interstellar organizations like the IPC, bolstered by updates from various factions.
Long-distance jumps require chart alignnt, precise coordinates, and multiple confirmations to proceed.
But Pei Guang's Star Destroyer didn't care about any of that. As an original-player-model ship, it could jump anywhere as long as it had the energy.
Here's where it got tricky: a single decimal-point error could lead to energy requirents that far exceeded standard reserves. Normal ships would have insufficient resources for such jumps.
Pei Guang's ship, however, was a different beast. Its reserves were more than sufficient to cover the leap. While it might not handle a few extre distances, it could easily jump from his current location to any known point in the universe.
Designed for simplified operation, his ship bypassed standard protocols entirely. Give it a coordinate, and it would jump—no questions asked.
Still, Pei Guang's cautious nature prompted him to triple-check the data. After scanning the numbers again and finding no discrepancies, he gave a satisfied nod.
"Star Destroyer, initiate warp!"
"Warp initiation countdown…"
As the countdown progressed, the ship shifted into travel mode. Pei Guang felt no anomalies during the process.
anwhile, deep within the ship's power core, certain entities began to notice sothing strange.
Previously, warping to distant locations—like during the trip powered by two Lord Ravagers—had felt manageable. According to their calculations, traveling to Asta's designated coordinates should only require a bit more squeezing of resources.
But now the energy drain had beco so intense. Where was Pei Guang planning to go?
Before they could ponder further, the ship completed its warp, arriving in a star system known as the Solar System.
Compared to the vastness of the universe, the Solar System seed unremarkable. Yet this newly ford world harbored a unique treasure: a burgeoning civilization on a small planet called Earth.
Given ti, Earth's inhabitants would likely venture into space and join the greater cosmic community.
But fate was cruel to this fledgling star system. Its unfortunate positioning placed it directly in the path of the Antimatter Legion. For Earth's fragile civilization, standing against the might of 'Destruction' was an impossible dream.
The fragile planet Earth was insignificant to the Antimatter Legion's Lord Ravagers. They thrived on destroying civilizations protected by higher paths or razing strong, defiant worlds.
Earth's frailty rendered it unworthy of their serious attention. A re small detachnt of troops was dispatched to eradicate its civilization.
Yet, Earth's weakness made it the perfect training ground for the Legion's recruits, with its billions of souls providing pri material for forging weapons and equipnt.
For the Legion, Earth was a convenient task—exterminating its lifeforms would not only bolster their ranks but also reinforce their mission to serve Nanook and bring annihilation to the universe.
To begin, the Legion unleashed a Stellaron onto Earth. Along with it, their Voidrangers descended upon the unsuspecting planet, heralding its impending ruin.
As the Stellaron corroded the boundaries of the world and Earth's resistance crumbled, its eventual destruction beca inevitable.
But as the universe's wheels of fate turned, the Solar System—seemingly ordinary yet quietly unique—welcod an unexpected third visitor.
Pei Guang's Star Destroyer erged from its warp jump, materializing within the Solar System. The colossal ship's arrival went unnoticed by the Antimatter Legion's forces spread throughout the star system, however, the faint trace of destructive energy lingering on the ship—borrowed from the power of captured Lord Ravagers—kept the Voidrangers at bay.
No matter how faint, the essence of a Lord Ravager commanded their utmost respect and caution.
On the ship's bridge, Pei Guang gazed at the scene before him, his mind brimming with confusion.
The entire star system was crawling with the Antimatter Legion. In every direction, he spotted familiar enemies—Voidrangers, Tramplers, and even larger, more nacing entities dominating the distant expanse.
"Is this the resource-rich star system Asta promised ?"
He pondered for a mont before clapping his hands together as if in realization.
"Oh, I get it! Technically, it is resource-rich. With so many Antimatter Legion mbers here, if I capture them all, I'd never worry about energy shortages again. In a way, she wasn't lying!"
Though Pei Guang could appreciate the logic, he still made a ntal note:
"Asta gave a star system filled with enemies. I'm definitely rembering this one."
Nevertheless, he surveyed the system again, taking in its details. It strongly resembled the Solar System from his own understanding, with a certain blue planet catching his attention.
It looked exactly like Earth!
Despite his mild complaints, the discovery intrigued him.
"Imagine that—I found Earth in this world? Now, whether this is the one I know or not doesn't matter. Either way, it's my planet now. If it doesn't behave, I'll just wipe out the disobedient parts."
Without March 7th or Stelle nearby, Pei Guang's thoughts grew increasingly reckless. If this planet matched his Earth, he'd preserve it. If it didn't—or worse, resisted his authority—he'd consider a more ruthless approach: eradicating rebellious populations while sparing the compliant.
His own ho planet? Impossible.
He shook his head emphatically. "No chance. For starters, my old world didn't have people walking around with hair colors straight out of an ani convention. Back ho, you'd be stopped at the school gate for looking like that."
While he let his imagination run wild, he started planning how to investigate Earth. As for the Antimatter Legion's forces? They hadn't attacked, and Pei Guang wasn't in any rush to pick a fight.
After all, with so many valuable "resources" waiting, wasting even one would hurt his heart.
This was his star system, and everything here belonged to him. Letting so many Antimatter Legion troops roam free instead of integrating them into a power grid to fuel his foundational developnt? That would be an unforgivable waste.
However, figuring out how to reach Earth presented a bit of a challenge for Pei Guang. Still, as the saying goes, "As long as the mind doesn't falter, there are always more solutions than problems."
A few minutes later, flas descended from the sky above Earth, catching the attention of the planet's beleaguered survivors.
Earth's last safe haven was the Asian continent; the rest of the world had been ravaged by the Antimatter Legion and swallowed by the expanding rift created by the Stellaron.
When the blazing phenonon appeared in the heavens, it drew the gaze of all who witnessed it.
Inside a church, a nun knelt in prayer. She had foreseen Earth's inevitable demise and knew she couldn't change the course of its future. Yet, until that future arrived, she resolved to do all she could within her power.
Until…
"Dear God..."
The nun froze as the vision of Earth's grim fate vanished from her sight. The previously unchangeable future had disappeared entirely, leaving behind an open, unwritten story—as though soone had erased the script and handed her a blank page.
Elsewhere, on the battlefield against the Antimatter Legion, a girl nad Elysia raised her head toward the fiery streak descending from the heavens.
Her reaction wasn't awe at the dazzling sight of the falling teorite but rather wariness—because that streak of fire was heading straight for her battlefield.
Straight for her!
And yet, the most bizarre part wasn't the fire. After all, at worst, it could just be another teor or so kind of enemy reinforcents. Worst case scenario? She'd just fight it off like everything else.
No, the real oddity was what Elysia saw within the flas. At first glance, it looked like... a trash can?
A trash can would have been strange enough, but what completely boggled her mind was the uncanny sensation that this trash can was looking back at her.
And as if that wasn't enough, while "locking eyes" with her, the trash can seed to cross nonexistent arms over an equally nonexistent chest and loudly proclaim, "In the na of Preservation!"
"Huh?"
Elysia was utterly dumbfounded. She'd been fighting against the Legion for what felt like an eternity, enduring countless strange and horrifying sights. But this?
This was sothing else entirely.
For a mont, she wondered if she'd simply woken up on the wrong side of bed this morning—or if, perhaps, she was losing her mind.
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