In the dimly lit Dark Star Region, within the deathly silent boundless void, scattered asteroid belts floated motionlessly. This was an uninhabited region at the edge of the Nine Realms. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but desolation and cold, without the slightest trace of life.
An extremely subtle invisible wave spread outward, as if triggering an alarm. The black giant warship hidden deep within the asteroid belt suddenly trembled. Then, on the control platforms inside, small lights flickered on one after another, red beams flashing intensely. The exiles who had slumbered for tens of thousands of years slowly awakened after receiving some sort of signal.
The first to awaken from a hibernation pod was Malekith, leader of the Dark Elves. This ambitious man had once sought to use the power of the Aether to return all Nine Realms to chaos. He suddenly opened his eyes!
Expressions shifted across his pale face, from confusion to realization. His dormant consciousness gradually cleared, and distant memories flashed past like fleeting images until he remembered everything completely.
Before the Nine Realms emerged from ignorance, before the seeds of civilization's dawn had been scattered, the Dark Elves had ruled the galaxy, unmatched by any!
Malekith, their leader at the time, had used the Aether to create an ultimate weapon capable of corrupting matter into darkness. It could be called the Dark Elves' supreme sacred relic.
With the birth of civilization, the light of dawn arrived without warning. The Nine Realms gradually developed, and the Age of Light began, ending the Dark Elves' era of dominion.
Unwilling to leave the stage just like that, Malekith had intended to use the Aether and seize the rare opportunity of celestial convergence to plunge the Nine Realms into darkness and return them to chaos,