The civilization that humanity once took pride in collapsed into a sigh after that war.All the souls who participated in the war paid a heavy price,so heavy that even time could not bear it.Life,originally like a star burning on the eternal curtain,became a flickering candle in the briny sea breeze after the war.But fire has always been a gentle tyrant.It devours the essence of the world,allowing it to decompose and annihilate in a furnace of five hundred billion kelvins.Thus,life is reborn in another form.

The void of the primal essence merges with each other,like droplets of water converging into an abyss.They inject alien rules into the world's core through these fissures.The grand primal laws batter the invaders like a storm,yet a few drops of venomous liquid always manage to seep into the world's veins.They parasitize in the crevices of the laws,not on the main thread,but enough to take root.

Civilization flourishes again,but consciousness is riddled with cracks.Greed,lust,pride,anger,envy,gluttony,and laziness—these dark dewdrops seep into the soul's soil from the very beginning.Human nature is evil,and evil begets evil,until some beings reach the end and fall back into that seemingly eternal negative film,losing everything.But even the most remote probability will bloom after being washed by two billion one hundred million cycles.A few survivors finally regained the shadow of the past.

The remnants of the ancient civilization sank into the earth's crust,and a new society grew from the ruins.The ruins themselves became nourishment,allowing the new generation to surpass their ancestors.But some of them chose to fall,their consciousness dissipated in the briny waters of time,and their mother tongue lost in the labyrinth of genes.They relied on a precise yet primitive reflex system to engage in endless trade and construction—wisdom was permanently welded into the double helix prison.

Only a very small number of traitors broke free from all shackles and became them.The eternal void began to gnaw at the world,advancing only the width of an atom every thousand years,but this slow suffocation constantly reminded that the end is inevitable.

Where the void spreads,the obstructing matter is compressed into a dense barrier,impenetrable and containing nearly infinite energy—only the right catalyst is needed.

After that battle,macro-matter proliferated like a plague.The uncertainty of quantum states made them appear and disappear at times,but with the injection of alien rules,some beings began to condense matter and reproduce the contours of their former selves—some lost their boiling blood,while others were left with only pale skeletons.Strong observation effects could no longer destroy these undead;they had to be dismembered inch by inch with one's own hands!This is the only relief.

And all of this is but a legend on a fragment of a scroll after the Godfall Era.On a certain night when no one reads it,the characters are quietly seeping out blood.

人类曾引以为傲的文明，在那场战争后坍缩成了一声叹息。所有参战的魂灵都付出了代价，沉重的，连时间都无法承载。生命原本如恒星，在永恒的幕布上燃烧；战后却成了风中残烛，在咸涩的海风里明明灭灭。可火焰，从来都是温柔的暴君，它蚕食着世界的本源，任其在五百万亿开尔文的熔炉中分解、湮灭——于是生命，以另一种形态重生。

本源的虚无彼此融合，像水滴汇聚成深渊。祂们透过这些裂隙，将异质的规则注入世界内核。宏大的本源法则如暴雨般轰击着入侵者，总有几滴漏网的毒液，悄然渗入世界的脉络。它们寄生在法则的夹缝里，虽不在主线程之上，却已足够扎根。

文明再度繁荣，意识却布满裂痕。贪婪、色欲、傲慢、愤怒、嫉妒、暴食、懒惰——这些黑色的露珠从诞生之初就渗入灵魂的土壤。性本恶，恶亦恶，直到某些存在走到终点，坠回那看似永恒的负片，彻底失去。但再渺茫的概率，在二十一亿次循环的冲刷下，也会开花结果。少数幸存者，终于找回了往日的影子。

古文明的残骸沉入地壳，新社会在废墟上拔节生长。废墟本身成了养料，让新生代反而超越了先祖。可他们中的一部分选择了堕落，意识消散在时间的咸水中，母语遗失在基因的迷宫里。他们依靠着精密而原始的反射系统，进行着永无止境的交易与建造——智慧被永久焊死在双螺旋的囚笼中。

唯有极少数背叛者，挣脱了所有枷锁，成为了祂们。永恒的虚无开始啃食这个世界，每千年仅推进一个原子的宽度，但这缓慢的窒息无时无刻不在提醒：终末，不可避免。

虚无蔓延之处，阻挡的物质被压缩成致密的壁垒，坚不可摧，蕴藏着近乎无限的能源——只是需要恰当的催化剂。

那场战役后，宏物质如瘟疫般增殖。量子态的不确定性让它们时隐时现，但随着异质规则的注入，某些存在开始凝聚物质，重现生前的轮廓——有的失去了沸腾的血液，有的只剩下苍白的骨架。强观察作用已无法摧毁这些亡灵，必须亲手，一寸一寸地肢解它们！这是唯一的解脱。

而这一切，不过是神陨纪元之后，某本残卷上飘零的传说。在某个无人阅读的深夜，字迹正在悄悄渗出鲜血。

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