The depths of the cosmic void were the origin of all things and their final resting place. The long river of time coursed through countless years of history, and the planets of the universe were like smooth pebbles floating within it, like dancing notes that followed a beautiful melody into the distant void.
The cosmic void was a boundless world full of allure, steeped in mystery and brimming with endless opportunities—and, of course, endless dangers. One careless moment might send a meteorite crashing down on your head, and then you would be dead.
"Individual ability alone cannot measure all the workings of the cosmic void. Even from the narrow perspective of a deity, trying to understand the intelligent planets and world planes that might exist within it is futile."
"The cosmic void itself is nothing more than an infinite chain of causes and effects, filled with endless life and abundant driving forces. These countless individuals form threads of cause and effect between one another, weaving a vast net of order that envelops the entire world and allows it to function smoothly and harmoniously."
The Crimson Mother abruptly woke from her slumber. Eyes opened across her planet-sized body, a trace of reminiscence flickering within them.
Those two passages were insights the Dragon God had once shared in his conversations with her.
"Our plan will succeed. We will escape this cage."
The Crimson Mother spoke in a voice only she could hear, seemingly talking to herself, yet also seeming to address the Dragon God on the far shore.
Once the Phoenix God, the Crimson Mother had now been out of contact with the Dragon God for tens of thousands of years. She did not know whether his resurrection plan had succeeded. But as his former lover, she stubbornly believed he would succeed,