"Waaagh! (a ghostly shriek)"
Xi Yan jolted upright, cold sweat soaking broad patches of his clothes.
"My empire... no, please, no!"
Xi Yan clutched his head in both hands, pain and bitterness filling his heart.
But the voice from his dream kept echoing through his mind, tormenting him.
Would his empire end up like that too?
Alien fleets brutally invaded his territory, occupied his colonies, and destroyed the Interstellar Human Military Junta...
"No... please, no. I will never accept an outcome like that!"
Intense fear engulfed Xi Yan, threatening to strip away his senses. Darkness fell over his vision once again.
"This is reality, not a game! Even if it's almost identical to the game's setting..."
"But, but-"
This was undoubtedly a real world, with no save files and no console commands. With every day he spent in this universe, Xi Yan became more acutely aware of that.
He could no longer view this Sea of Stars through the lens of a game.
He was growing more and more cautious.
Xi Yan knew how many dangers lurked beneath this starry sky. The survival of his civilization had always weighed on him like a mountain.
Xi Yan was only a young man, too. Throughout these seven years, he had never stopped questioning his own abilities.
Could I really be a good Marshal?
I was just an ordinary person in my previous life. Why did I have to shoulder such an enormous responsibility?
No, no, what was done was done. All Xi Yan could do now was rely on his memories and fulfill his responsibilities as the leader of a civilization.
Xi Yan patted his cheeks, forcing himself to calm down.
All right, enough brooding. The fate of the entire empire rests on your shoulders. Pull yourself together!
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