Fire Star.
At the center of the continent stood a statue towering into the clouds.
It bore the likeness of a man, dressed in the most handsome Hokage robe, revered by countless people of the interstellar age.
They said He was a god.
A god who had emerged from Fire Star.
Because of Him, there was no more war across the endless planets.
Yet no one had ever seen His true appearance, because that era had long since been sealed away in history.
Only the inborn reverence buried deep within their souls made all living beings certain of His existence.
And so, in this world, those born kind thrived like fish in water, while those born evil found every step difficult.
Perhaps good and evil were meant to coexist, and a god above all should have treated them equally.
But...
"This is my world."
At the top-floor apartment of a modern skyscraper, Wuye stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at his own divine statue with a cup of clear tea in hand.
Wisps of white steam rose, blurring his features beyond recognition.
Unfortunately, there was no one around to watch him show off...
Because a curious little explorer was busy poking around everywhere.
"Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz..."
Hinata sat obediently on the sofa while Hanabi sat beside her, holding a strange-looking object in her hand.
The moment she flicked its switch, its tip began vibrating nonstop.
"What is this?" she asked curiously.
Wuye turned around, and his expression became strange. "Where did that come from?"
Hanabi giggled. "I found it in one of the rooms!"
"And look at this."
She held up a small box marked with 001. Beneath it was a line of tiny print: Latest technology, ultra-thin, only 0.01 micrometers thick!
Wuye's expression grew even stranger.
"Wuye, come here."