That day, probes in Outer Space captured images from beyond Earth.
Four streaks of light crossed the dark Starry Sky and finally arrived outside Earth.
They were four beings, some humanoid and some not.
Aliens!
The images from space were transmitted clearly back to Earth, where every nation could see them.
One of the four aliens was a humanoid with wings on his back, golden hair, and a male face.
Another wore purple. She, too, was humanoid.
The other two were a black bird and a brightly striped tiger.
More than two months had passed since the great snowstorms melted. At last, aliens had reached Earth's vicinity. They had not landed yet, but they were already on its doorstep.
The leaders of every nation stared at the images from space. One alien even stood atop a satellite, his mouth moving as though he were saying something to Earth's living beings.
Every nation scrambled to decipher the strange signals and understand what the alien was saying.
They had long known extraterrestrial life existed, but seeing beings standing right outside Earth was still a shock.
Where had they come from? What species were they? How advanced was their civilization? And how had they crossed light-years to get here?
Had they relied on technology, such as wormholes?
Or had they relied on Evolution, wielding a Great Divine Ability to reshape heaven and earth?
Earth's living beings were intensely curious about all of it. Their longing for the Starry Sky ran in their blood.
Neither in the post-civilization era nor before it had they ever stopped exploring space and the Universe.
Now the mysterious Universe was slowly opening before them.
Whether that would prove good or bad remained to be seen, but no one could remain calm.
Earth had received several mysterious signals, and