Beyond the North Star lay a vast expanse of empty space, where a magnificent Milky Way streamed endlessly, spreading across the boundless star sea.
At the very center of this galaxy shone the North Star itself.
A faint hum echoed as an invisible ripple of space-time swept by, and following it appeared a figure clad in shining silver armor, seemingly appearing from nowhere.
Not far from there hovered an enormous black palace, resembling a black star suspended in the void.
Its surface shimmered with radiant glow, interwoven with profound cosmic runes that stirred awe in one’s heart.
Suddenly, the palace cracked open.
Divine light shot out from the palace gates, scattering across the sky like heavenly clouds.
Dozens of figures stepped through the light, each radiating overwhelming presence, enveloped in halos of treasure light, as if they were embodiments of the Dao itself.
All were Divine Kings.
“Heart Origin Divine King.”
“Brother Heart Origin, you’ve finally arrived.”
“Welcome, Heart Origin.”