Chapter 150: The void

It was an instant!

All stellar beings, no matter their power, died and vanished with impossible speed. A Time of unbearable silence occupied the lifeless universe again.

The Crux’s ultimate power had deleted all creatures in a single, devastating burst across the universe. A Gargantuan crust brimming with unfathomable energy form like a planet, but not exactly a planet; it is an omnipotent. The mixed elements across the life and energies; and, the existence of light and darkness.

All the creations of mighty celestial….NOW EXTINCT!!!!

The rebound waves then accumulated all energy into one, forming a formidable power so immense that none dared approach.

It was like a super giant blue sun, yet it was neither star nor planet; it was, precisely, a god’s power over everything.

Grasp!!! Then, he absorbed all the powers and energy.

Genesis, the Mighty Celestial Being, his strength returned after he absorbed his all essence from the colossal blue star like a sun, then his body was materialized out of radiant mist — a horizon of light folding back into a form divine and ancient. His presence re-ignited dying starlight, and for a breathless moment, the universe remembered awe.

But then… Silence. Whoosssh!!!

A hollow, devoured silence.

Worlds that once blossomed with celestial life were now brittle and colorless. Suns hung dim like fading lanterns. Galaxies that once roared with symphonies of creation now drifted in muted stillness, scarred and starved.

Genesis’ light quivered — a tremor in his immortal calm.

“Again?” His voice cracked across space like thunder over a dead ocean. “My creations are gone? Who dared erase them?”

There was no body to answer — only echoes.

Souls — thin, tattered remnants of once-glorious guardians — gathered in whispering trails around him. They swirled like frost-wind, voices layered in mournful harmony.

“We were consumed… devoured by the anti-Life…” said by a soul.

Genesis’ brow tightened, his celestial features darkening.

“Anti-Life?”

His voice deepened, like mountains grinding beneath divine weight.

“Where did such a thing arise?”

The wandering souls shivered, voices trembling like fractured glass.

“From your own garden… born from betrayal… your guardian Draco—”

They choked, their essence flickering.

“…he committed a forbidden sin. He stole the sacred seed… and corrupted it… twisting life into hunger… birthing a devouring void…”

A snarl split the void — jagged, furious.

“Silence, wretch!” Draco’s voice — not in flesh, but echoing like a scar carved into reality — thundered from the cosmic abyss.

The remnants of stars shook. The souls recoiled in fear.

But Genesis did not flinch.

His gaze cut through the darkness, ancient and merciless.

“I did not grant you permission to speak,” he answered, voice sharp as searing truth. “Even stripped of body, you cling to arrogance like rot clings to bone.”

A heavy pause.

Planets trembled, and winds that no longer existed seemed to howl in dread.

One soul dared whisper again, trembling like a dying spark:

“Our Creator… that Draco… he twisted the seed… fed it hatred and ambition… and from it was born an abomination — a devourer of worlds, a plague of nothingness…”

Genesis’ light dimmed — not from weakness, but from sorrow so deep it threatened to unmake him.

“So after all my journeys… all my failures… all creation dies yet again,” he murmured. “My final seed… profaned into ruin.”

His sorrow turned slowly — painfully — into quiet, hardened fury.

“In every universe, I fought against destruction. But never… never did I imagine it would come from one I called my child.”

Space broke into trembling shards around his rising power.

“Look at the tiny planet, this mortal world is in peril… Because of you, Draco. This universe is about to collapse.”

” And so… I decided to save the tiny blue planet, to guard it against the anti-Life.”

” Constellar souls, I summoned you here!”

Then, a cylindrical tower appeared in front of the mighty celestial being, all the souls was within the tower, flickering and glowing with different astral color. Like glowing smoke caged in the cylindrical tower. All the souls there has consciousness but cannot utter even a single letter.

He spoke to the Constellar souls, his voice resonating through the void: “It appears you were reckless with the powers I bestowed upon you. Many lives were destroyed because one of you birthed Anti-Life..”

” And the worst part of it, the anti-Life will going to destroy the life of that planet.”

” Therefore, I punish you: you shall remain as eternal souls until you fulfill my commands.”

” Blue Earth is the sole living planet of this universe, destined to expand the existence of life. But, if the anti-Life you created, will destroy it, then a punishment will be charged against me.” He sighed with worry.

“I grant you unique talents and abilities, and power but….. they shall only be useful to humans.”

The cylindrical tower groan with bitter understanding.

“The life on Earth was mortal as death was with them, cursing them to decline their mental capacity to survive, they lack knowledge, living as the lowest prey, even insect could killed them—they were …ignorant, fightless.”

“It is because ….an hour ago, the Anti life entity summoned the portal of abyss, all creatures in the land, sea, and air was contaminated with dark mutations.”

“I’ll send you to the mortal world before it’s too late.

“Now I see there are now evolved beasts and monsters, spreading terrors to humans, the talents and abilities I grant each of you will be useful to defeat the beast of abyss..”

“Not to mentioned, once you transmigrated to human, you cannot rely to your own, you must depend to human, and that’s, your celestial genes will be mixed to human gene, and that will be their bloodline. Live within human vessel and be multiply!”

The Mighty Celestial Being took a small portion of the colossal blue sun-like power, a piece the size of Earth’s moon, and hurled it towards the cylindrical tower, then, it light up with immense brightness.

“From the moment Anti-Life existed, humans on blue Earth will now in perils. Therefore, as your punishment , you will remain as souls. I will send you to Earth as Constellar-souls, to guide humanity, to help them reshape their future, and to choose life, not death.”

“Hurry, and do not fail me!”

Fzzzzzzzzz!

The cylindrical towers become one, like a giant meteor hurled into the earth and exploded. Dinosaurs died, and beasts and monsters were buried alive, all Constellar entities souls scattered, and then, during the rise of humanity, Constellar entities began possessing human, and become part to human body.

Present Day in Thallerion.

At the Mintaka District Academy of Thallerion, the morning light spilled through the windows, scattering golden rays across rows of students. The soft rustle of scrolls, parchments, and turning pages filled the air as the instructor began her lecture.

“Listen closely, everyone.”

Her voice was calm yet carried quiet authority. “Today, we will study the history of Thallerion—the story of who we are.”

With a flick of her hand, a long azure staff shimmered into existence. She stepped forward, into the beam of sunlight. Her robe gleamed faintly, etched with ancient runes that seemed to hum with memory. Behind her circular glasses, her sharp eyes surveyed her students.

“Imagine our world,” she began, her tone almost reverent, “where every human carries a unique bloodline—a sacred heritage blessed by the souls of Celestial Entities.”

She lightly tapped her staff against her palm.

“One of these divine beings was Orion, our ancient guardian. It was his spirit that bestowed upon us the sacred power flowing through our veins to this very day.”

The students listened… though not all were equally interested.

At the back of the room, a boy leaned closer to his friend and whispered, his eyes glinting with mischief.

“Hey, after class, come with me. Let’s go hunting near Cirtax River, by Mount Lyria.”

His friend hesitated.

“I… I can’t go today. You remember what happened last Sunday, right?”

“That?” The boy waved a hand dismissively. “Forget about it.”

The friend sighed. “Fine then… go by yourself.”

A grin tugged at the boy’s lips. “I will. Don’t worry.”

“But isn’t that place dangerous?”

“I’m not afraid of those little monster,” he said with a smirk.

Their conversation was abruptly cut short when they noticed the teacher staring straight at them—eyes sharp, knowing exactly what they were whispering about.

Both boys straightened immediately, pretending to focus. The teacher adjusted her glasses, then continued as though nothing had happened.

“The Hunter,” he said, voice echoing through the hall, “is not merely a warrior. He is an eternal guardian. The nation of Thallerion was chosen by Orion himself—gifted with unmatched skill in weaponry, intellect far beyond ordinary humans, and the instinct to perceive the weaknesses of ferocious beasts.”

She gestured toward the crest carved into the stone wall behind her—an emblem shaped like a star entwined with wings.

“From the name of our guardian Orion, our ancestors once called this land Tele’Rion, meaning The Mind of Orion. But over time, the name changed—to what we now call Thallerion.”

Her tone softened.

“Many once believed that the people of Thallerion were Orion’s chosen prophets—those destined to carry his visions into the ages.”

The classroom fell silent. Dust motes drifted gently in the sunlight, sparkling like tiny stars suspended in air.

“If the world was blessed by divine beings,” the teacher continued quietly, “then surely… it was also cursed. For where there is light—shadows always follow.”

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