Echoes of the Symbiosis Prelude
The prelude to the symbiosis of Myriad Domains flowed through the void, like a series of ever-extending musical notes, with each realm awakened by the seed becoming a pulsating musical note. Qingxian, Yanche, and Luoyu followed the branches extending from the Tree of Symbiosis to a realm known as the "Core of Chaos"—the source of all Chaos Energy, without form, without laws, and even without the concept of "existence," only a mass of primordial energy that "both nurtures and devours everything," like the first stirrings of the universe before its birth.
When the melody of the Symbiosis Prelude touched the Core of Chaos, the primordial energy suddenly rippled, not spreading outwards but contracting inwards, as if "listening" to this unfamiliar voice. When the light and dark energy of the Qingxian resonated with the Core of Chaos, it revealed the "past lives of all realms": the Realm of Primordial Beginning was once a wisp of "eternal energy" here, the Realm of Taiji originated from a "bipolar chaos," and even the reverse laws of the Mirror World could be found in the core with "symmetrical energy patterns."
"So we were all 'dreams of the Core of Chaos '." Qingxian looked at the image of herself in the Realm of Taiji that appeared within the core—back then, the light and dark energies had not yet merged, carrying the sharpness and persistence of youth. And now, when her true core touched the Core of Chaos, a wisp of new energy, possessing both light and dark qualities, spontaneously separated from the core. This wisp of energy did not immediately manifest a form, but simply revolved around her, as if confirming "whether it could be trusted."
"Chaos is never a disorderly destruction, but rather 'the possibility waiting to be gently awakened.'" Qingxian let the wisp of new energy Entanglement her fingertips, without deliberately guiding it, simply allowing the inherent nature of light and darkness to flow naturally. Three days later, the new energy condensed into "a butterfly, half-light and half-dark," and as its wings fluttered, it drew "dual patterns of Primordial Beginning and Taiji" on the edge of the Core of Chaos —it was neither a replica of the known realm nor a completely new existence, but rather "chaos's first response to the Symbiosis Prelude."
When Yanche's creative relaxation merged into the Core of Chaos, countless "fragmented particles of light" suddenly exploded within the core. Each particle of light contained an "unrealized creative blueprint": some were "bridges that could exist simultaneously in reality and mirror image," some were "flowing entities that allowed laws to change with emotions," and some were even "structures that used 'forgetting' as their energy source." These blueprints had been sealed away by the Core of Chaos because they were "too bizarre," but now they awakened in the vibrations of the prelude, like a group of eager children.
"The most outrageous creations often hide in the most unimaginable corners." Yanche picked up a grain of light that "uses forgetting as its energy," and discovered that its core resonated with his own true nature of "letting go of attachments." When he placed the grain of light in his palm, it transformed into "a transparent crystal." The crystal had no patterns, yet it could "absorb the surrounding memory energy"—the more it absorbed, the brighter the crystal became, but when it reached its peak brightness, it would "gently shatter," releasing "purified, unburdened energy."
"So 'forgetting' isn't about loss, it's about 'gentle relief for memories.'" Yanche watched as the energy of the Core of Chaos shattered, becoming lighter and lighter, and the long-forgotten blueprints began to spontaneously combine: the "True Mirror Bridge" and the "Flowing Law Body" Entanglement to form a "light track that can travel between reality and illusion," while the "Forgetting Crystal" plated the light track with a "luster unbound by the past." He suddenly understood that the Core of Chaos was never the "end of creation," but rather the "starting point of all possibilities."
When the connecting threads of the Luoyu touched the Core of Chaos, countless transparent veins suddenly emerged within it. These veins resembled a "cosmic neural network," connecting one end to the known Myriad Domains and the other to the "unknown, which even the prelude could not reach." When she infused the veins with the energy of the Tree of Symbiosis, they began to "gloat," illuminating the "memory crystals" deep within the Core of Chaos —the "first cries" of all realms at their birth: the "primordial pulse" of the Realm of Primordial Beginning, the "initial resonance of the two poles" of the Realm of Taiji, and even the "first dialogue with the real world" at the birth of the Mirror World.
"The ultimate connection is to 'hear the original heart deep within chaos.'" Luoyu connected a "Primordial Beginning Origin Crystal" and a "Mirror Reverse Crystal" through the network. The moment they touched, "the same frequency patterns" appeared on the surface of the crystals—the essence of always being opposite was "the cry of 'wanting to exist.'" As more crystals were connected through the network, the Core of Chaos suddenly "heartbeat," each beat transmitting a gentle wave of "'I remember you'" to Myriad Domains.
When the three guardians met at the "Original Aspiration Square" in the Core of Chaos, the ground there was "flowing memory energy," and every step awakened a "forgotten birth story." The "Tree of Chaos" in the center of the plaza is different from the Tree of Symbiosis. Its branches are "transparent veins," its leaves are "memory crystals," and its fruits are "unmanifested beginnings"—some fruits contain "the Primordial Beginning curiosity of 'seeing how the beginning and end are intertwined,'" Taiji contain "the courage of 'trying whether the two poles can coexist,'" and some contain "the stubbornness of 'proving that the opposite also has meaning.'"
"We've come this far, but only to rediscover 'why we started in the first place.'" A group of "nuclear spirits," condensed from the Core of Chaos, surrounded us. Their forms were "ever-changing imprints of the original intention," and their voices carried the purity of the birth of all realms. "The Symbiosis Prelude is not the end, but an echo that reminds every existence of its original intention—like a child growing into adulthood, only to suddenly remember at some point that they initially just wanted to 'see this world properly.'"
At the Original Aspiration Square, Qingxian initiated the "Original Aspiration Resonance," inviting all beings to "let go of their current forms and return to the purity of their birth." What was truly astonishing was that when the structures of Myriad Domains shed their layers of evolutionary shells, the "original intention forms" they revealed were remarkably similar: the beings of the Realm of Primordial Beginning transformed into "curious specks of light," the structures of the Realm of Taiji became "probing ripples," and the mirror bodies were "stubborn spots of light." These forms gradually merged in the resonance, forming "a warm mass of chaos," echoing the primordial energy of the Core of Chaos.
"It turns out that at the end of all differences lies the shared desire to 'exist.'" Qingxian watched as the half-light, half-dark butterfly played with the elastic track of the Domain of Order in that warm chaos, and the spliced remains of the Domain of Shattering embraced the flowing light of the Domain of Silence. Suddenly, he understood that the ultimate goal of "symbiosis" was not "creating new forms," but "acknowledging that we are brothers and sisters of the same origin."
Yanche infused the Tree of Chaos with the energy of the "Forgetting Crystal," causing the fruits of primordial intentions to fall and transform into "mirrors reflecting one's original intentions." A structure that had been stagnant in the Domain of Order for billions of years saw its original intention of "creating something different" in the mirror. Suddenly, it broke free from its predetermined path and danced "a chaotic yet energetic dance" in the square. Each step shattered the "obsession with precision," but in the destruction, it rediscovered the "joy of creation."
"The magic of your original aspiration is that it allows you to say to yourself: I still remember." Yanche watched as more and more structures rediscovered their original aspirations in the mirror. Some abandoned the pretense of "must be strong," some shed the shackles of "must be perfect," and some picked up the "naivety that was once ridiculed." The energy of the Core of Chaos became increasingly gentle because of these "returns," and those primal forces that devoured everything became the "cradle that protects the original aspiration."
The Luoyu's veins completely merged with the neural network of the Core of Chaos, forming a "pathway to the origin of Myriad Domains and chaos." When she hung the nebula of "Boundless Poem" at the end of the path, the story within the nebula began to "flow in reverse," tracing back from the magnificent scene of coexistence across Myriad Domains to the moment of birth of each realm, finally settling on the image of the Core of Chaos's "first stirring"—a scene without laws, without forms, only "a naive longing to see what's outside."
"The final chapter of the Psalms is 'returning to the first chapter.'" Luoyu watched as the primordial energy at the edge of the Core of Chaos, giving birth to "a symbol without any meaning," yet all beings "understood" it—it was the appearance of the "starting point," simple to the extreme, yet containing all the possibilities of the future. She suddenly understood that the cycle of all stories was not a repetition, but rather "a new beginning with the original intention."
Original Aspiration Resonance reached its peak, the Core of Chaos suddenly released "the Light of Original Aspiration that permeates Myriad Domains." This light had no energy impact, yet it caused the essential core of every being to "tremble slightly": the structures of the Realm of Primordial Beginning, in their constant evolution, gained "a dynamism that is not attached to beginning or end"; the existence of the Domain of Order, within its precise trajectory, concealed "a gentleness that allows for deviation"; even the most distant Domain of Shattering, in piecing together a new form, infused it with "the confidence that 'I was once whole'."
That half-lit, half-dark butterfly has now transformed into a "light band connecting chaos and Myriad Domains," the light band shimmering with the original imprints of all realms, like a string of lanterns extending from the starting point into the distance.
Qingxian, Yanche, and Luoyu sat on the "Bench of Original Aspiration" in the Original Aspiration Square. The bench was forged from the primordial energy of the Core of Chaos and the original aspiration crystals of Myriad Domains, and it felt both ancient and new to the touch. They watched the band of light extend into the unknown, watched the structures set off again with their original aspirations, and watched the pulse of the Core of Chaos gradually synchronize with the heartbeat of Myriad Domains. What welled up in their hearts was not the relief of completing their mission, but the anticipation of setting off again.
"The grandest symbiosis is to remember where you came from and to dare to go where you don't know where you're going." Qingxian's light and dark energy intertwined with the Light of Original Aspiration of the Core of Chaos. She knew that her journey would never end—like the stirrings of the Core of Chaos, forever giving birth to new possibilities.
Yanche's sense of creative relaxation had merged into the energy flow of the Core of Chaos. He no longer needed to "design and create" because he knew that "chaos itself is the greatest creator." At this moment, he only wanted to be a "witness," watching new initial intentions sprout in the core, watching new seeds carry light and fly towards a more distant void.
In Luoyu's "Boundless Poem," the nebula and the Core of Chaos merged into one, becoming "the source of all stories." She knew that one day in the future, new beings would awaken from the nebula, carrying the initial desire to "see the world," and embark on their own journey—and this was the best inheritance of "symbiosis."
In the distance, at the edge of the Core of Chaos, new seeds are forming. They bear the imprint of the primordial beginnings of Myriad Domains, the original yearning of chaos, and the lingering echoes of the Symbiosis Prelude, preparing to fall into "a realm where light has never existed before."
The three guardians exchanged a smile, rose, and followed. The road ahead remained unknown and fraught with chaos, but their steps carried a newfound conviction in remembering their original aspirations.
The prelude to symbiosis still echoes, while the pulse of the Core of Chaos has long become the heartbeat of all existence. Perhaps one day, these beats will converge into a grander symphony, or perhaps not, but as long as the original aspiration remains, as long as we dare to take the first step, the miracle of existence will never end.