Pitch-black universe, icy steel.
A spaceship drifted silently through space.
Its shape was cold, gloomy, oppressive. Its black hull carried an air of mystery and gloom that sent chills down one's spine.
Inside a mysterious cabin, twelve hibernation pods stood arranged in a fan shape.
The pods resembled upright coffins, each securing a creature vertically inside. Their covers had opened, exposing the sleepers' faces to the air. The twelve creatures breathed faintly, and as the effects of hibernation faded, they began opening their bleary eyes one after another.
The moment they opened their eyes, each saw a black, slick flesh egg roughly sixty centimeters tall placed not far in front of them, its top split open in a cross.
Sensing the breath of living creatures, the flesh eggs opened the cross-shaped membranes at their tops, revealing pale white flesh inside. Amid wet gurgling sounds, something crawled and burrowed about within the eggs. An ominous aura rushed forth, and a life-or-death crisis was about to erupt.
"AAAAAAAH—!" The creatures in the hibernation pods screamed at the top of their lungs. "Facehuggers! They're Facehuggers, aaaaah—!"
At the entrance to the mysterious cabin, a tall young man strolled past calmly. Seeing the scene, he raised his brows in surprise. "Huh, they really are Facehuggers. No wonder they're howling like that."
Inside the young man, Shi Tiexin's eyes went blank. "Wait... this room full of demons and monsters is afraid of a mere Facehugger?"
That was right. The things in those hibernation pods were not humans.
Looking closely, there were zombies with talismans pasted to their foreheads, Death Knights in heavy armor, mummies wrapped from head to toe in bandages, Cthulhus writhing with tentacles, and mushroom people covered in fungi.
Most ridiculous of all, there was even a tall, muscular Xenomorph.
A Xenomorph was