The Demon Ball

The second era of peace under the Emperor Yan, lasting $10^{10^11}$ universe-epochs.

The world of peace remained very quiet.

Terrifyingly quiet, as everyone immersed themselves in their inner worlds, enjoying the happiness of peace.

And forgot about others, with almost no communication or interaction.

Saying they would have nothing to do with each other even unto death wouldn't even cover it; they were even beginning to forget themselves.

Some people entered deep meditation, reaching an unimaginable degree over the long passage of time.

Their lofty ideological awareness led them to find a great way to combat eternity: the Void.

This movement was spearheaded by a group of enlightened ones, and Shakyamuni was merely one of them.

He finally abandoned the beloved lover he had cherished for countless ages, realizing that the five aggregates are all empty.

However, not everyone could truly attain the Void.

Many failed to attain it, their hearts forever unsettled, and instead harbored immense distress and nameless manic restlessness in such a silent era.

Their inner selves gradually twisted, walking toward another extreme.

Either they simply fell into deep slumber, refusing to even set a time to wake up.

Or they suddenly went berserk, frantically trying things they had previously despised and deemed impossible.

Ancient memories surged up, and they specifically sought out behaviors from the corners of their memory that they had rarely tried in the past.

It was a pure vent, doing whatever was uninhibited and whatever came to mind.

Grotesque and absurd behaviors emerged endlessly, extremely abstract and indescribable.

It seemed the more manic they were, the better they could relieve the nameless restlessness in their hearts.

They would always make all kinds of inexplicable gadgets and various indescribable art.

They even utilized traits, directly using information to create indescribable things.

Luo Yan said