Although they had failed to develop a systematic method for Awakened, they had found an alternative approach, discovering something different in those tainted by calamity power.
And that was a rudimentary form of soul energy.
One astonishing genius had even ventured farther into this field than anyone before, seeking to control this power through objects.
If research into this power continued, it might effectively curb calamity power. Better yet, it might even open up a new path.
But all those hopes had become empty words after that thing arrived, a tomorrow forever out of reach.
Even eight planets united had failed to withstand that monster.
Destruction had come too quickly, so quickly that no one could mount an effective response.
Weapons were rendered useless, order descended into chaos, and even people's minds, language, and logic were twisted. Rivers and seas flowing backward were only the beginning, and mountains collapsing were merely the prelude.
Only when the first planet shattered completely did the terror of doomsday bind everyone like thorns of death.
[Chaos] said it was the choice of the world's fate. They had touched something they should never have touched, and so brought about their own destruction.
Even with everyone united, they held out for less than six days. In the end, their weapons were reduced to wreckage, and every satellite had crashed. They had even found ways to use the surrounding meteors as weapons against the enemy.
But it was still useless. It only bought them time.
Wails rang out day after day, spreading in a chain from the first planet destroyed to the last.
With the last of their resolve, those who had tried to forge a new path made a mad decision.
They staked all the resources of several worlds, along with every conjecture they had, and