The night's light flowed like water, and endless stars glittered across the heavens.
By the coast.
Groups of Silver Heroes lay scattered in twos and threes, some on their stomachs, others on their backs.
In this age, no one bothered making camp before sleeping. They simply lay down on the ground and began snoring away.
The sky was their blanket, the earth their bed-primitive, yet full of wild charm.
On a hillside.
Jiang Yang lay on his back in the grass, gazing at the stars filling the sky, and could not help voicing a conjecture once made by a scientist of the previous civilization.
"Does every star bear traces of civilization? Is every civilization an enemy to the others?"
Two stunningly beautiful girls sat beside him, one on either side.
On his left, Filiya sat quietly with her arms around her knees, looking up at the same sky as Jiang Yang.
On his right was the dashing goddess Athena, who had shed her battle gear and put on a women's suit.
Athena usually looked valiant and formidable, but her features were actually sweet and charming. At least, to Jiang Yang, her smile was very sweet.
That was why she always appeared before others in a golden helmet and golden armor.
To conceal her looks and keep others from underestimating her because of her face, she armed herself with weapons.
That was the Goddess of War!
"I think that scientist was right. Wasn't our civilization's catastrophe a gift from those alien civilizations on distant stars?"
"Enemies are everywhere in the Starsea! That's why we have to grow stronger!"
Athena braced both hands against the earth, fragrant with grass. Her smile was sweet, but her voice rang with strength.
"Athena, after all these years, you're still so... valiant. Hmm... when I first