The Weight of an Era

On the third day after the Ember Era was established, the Star Sea of the New Era welcomed an unprecedented grand celebration.

Three hundred seventy million civilizations simultaneously lit the most dazzling lights in their respective starfields. They were not lights in the physical sense, but existence itself shining—every civilization was celebrating the moment it had been "defined."

Harmonic Leaptone stood at the center of the Star Sea as Thirty-Threefold Fate Harmonics played at once. This time, she performed the "Song of Definition" jointly composed by three hundred seventy million civilizations. Every note embodied a trait contributed by a civilization—resilience, tolerance, memory, hope, courage, forgiveness, love. Seven traits, three hundred seventy million variations, interwoven into an immense net of light across the Star Sea.

Radiant Stilllight was gone. Yet fragments of his Spear of Definition lay scattered throughout every corner of the Star Sea, lighting up simultaneously at that moment and becoming the "foundations of order" for the celebration. Every civilization could feel the power contained within those fragments—not restraint, but support.

Myriad Faces' mirror form hovered at the highest point of the Star Sea, reflecting the full expanse of the Ember Era. Three hundred seventy million stars and countless streams of light existed together within the mirror, never interfering with one another, only complementing each other.

Three hundred seventy billion stars flickered quietly across Primordial Source's cloak. The obsessions of civilizations from the Zero Era witnessed this moment—they had waited through endless eras, and at last, they had waited for the moment when civilizations truly "returned."

Lin Ye stood at the center of it all.

He said nothing, played nothing, defined nothing. He merely stood there, the thirty million stars on his cloak flickering steadily—those were the stars left after the battle against the Devourer of Definitions. Each one