Star Empire

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The void should not, let alone be, accurately described by concepts and statements from order.

Order creatures think the void is black because the void itself either consumes and disintegrates all the eyes of order creatures directed at the void, or it is so empty and void that no concept of order can even cross it. The sight and field of the dark abyss cannot have any interaction with this absolute blankness or the endless area where everything can find its opposite and everything will disappear...

The results brought back by various feedbacks can only make order creatures describe the vast area outside order as "dark nothingness".

Is it really "dark"?

maybe.

However, this "darkness" itself is indeed always harmful and always needs to be rejected and eliminated; and powerful existences must create orderly environments one after another and incorporate all civilizations into their systems. The existence of these systems will always be correct. Always healthy?

There is no certainty, or rather, there may never be any right answer to these judgmental questions. The diversity and survival needs of the basic forms of life and the civilizations they form may determine that the so-called "interests" in the void will never have a true balance and appropriateness. It is very likely that there will never be one that can satisfy The way all civilization and intelligent interests operate - most of the time, the basic interests of most existences can be basically guaranteed, and those existences that are different from the "normal" within this range may have a set of applicable It may be directly suppressed or even obliterated by its own system, but it is likely to be much narrower.

A strong civilization can indeed give more opportunities to "weak" beings, and on this basis, mutual benefit and win-win results are not impossible, but are these so-called opportunities, connections and assistance between each other necessary? ?

There may not be an absolutely fixed answer to this.

In the forest, not all ecological layers have an absolute need for the "light" of the sun.

The darkness beyond the boundary of survival does not always represent fear. The unknown does not only represent fear, it can also represent wealth, experience and technological systems. The same is true among the stars, and the same is true among the worlds. The birth, survival and development of civilization itself contains chaos. Biological evolution itself is chaotic. When a civilization wants to develop and choose its own path, many moments often involve chaos. Countless forks and choices. In these huge chaotic systems spread across multiple levels, there are many choices, and each choice has its own reason and corresponding pattern.

Short-sightedness or long-term thinking? For the vast majority of beings, they can only think about the present. It’s not that they don’t want to think about the long term, but that they really can’t do it or even use it in many cases.

The operation of life and the operation of civilization may have an invisible link under the control of the chaotic system. Its existence is not only controlled by all the individuals of the life group and the "super-individual" phenomena emerging among all individuals, but also by the phenomena from The environment they live in, the wider environment outside the environment, and the void environment outside the environment that connects countless worlds are integrated. This bond can ensure that they generally make choices that are conducive to moving forward and maintain a general balance, but...

This bond does not actually exist, and the balance is easily broken. Any excessive disturbance may destroy the hard-won tranquility and stability, regardless of the source and nature of the disturbance.

The order in the void is like a forest under the night, with countless creatures living in it. On the one hand, they try their best to maintain their lives in the cycle of birth, growth, maturity and death. On the other hand, they may reach out and try to touch it. What exactly exists in the invisible darkness - the road is not smooth, and life often falls.

The forest at night is dotted with stars of varying sizes and brightness - they are powerful enough to illuminate and even disperse some of the shadows that shroud the forest on their own. Some rays of light are very blazing, while others are quite soft. They will even leave some shadows that remain on the bushes and the ground, leaving enough foundation for new existence and space for "self-evolution".

These starlights emerge with even more brilliant brilliance, and above the zenith, the giant net of the gods covers most of the borders that are almost within reach of the actual order. However, rather than saying that the gods are saviors, what is more consistent with the identity of the gods is that they are the defenders of heaven. , and observer.

A truly powerful top civilization has actual power and influence that is far too strong compared to all other civilizations. These influences are spread across the composition of real information and the mysteriously distorted metaphysics. If all these powers really come into play, perhaps all the darkness and unknown will be completely dispelled, and death will not appear. Under the forest, all the powerful peaks are connected into one, boiling with the darkness that can only appear when it is observed and touched. A vast stable shadow will be squeezed out of the profane realm of red clouds, and the chaotic sea will be suppressed and far away from the world of order. Everything will seem to be cast by flowing light.

But at that moment, I am afraid that the circle of "reincarnation" of the void itself has been cut off. Does that really make sense?

Maybe there is, or maybe not - different lives will always come to different conclusions from different angles. Some conclusions will be drawn based on the most basic conditions, and many conclusions may be washed away by countless layers of chaos. Tens of thousands of times.

There is no need to trace back who came first and who created who. Even in the most stable linear relationship, the time span of the same relationship is very different, ranging from a tiny difference to an endless amount of time. history.

The void essentially has no time, no sequence, and no linear structure. What creates all this is the choice of some structures in the void. They abruptly break away from the zero state, converge with each other, and emerge to promote the generation of higher-level super-individuals. The structure of the pyramid begins to reverse, and what is finally formed is rich. Various different existences deep in the colorful world of order

Order is brilliant, but order is also just a piece of grease floating in the void. It is unstable and not eternal.

Unstoppable fire gushes out from the bright core. They pass over the branches of the world and cross the chasm of the void. What follows is the purest fire of war, death, and hatred spread everywhere.

Just hate.

The branches of the world that have experienced violent and cruel pulling have formed countless narrow and sharp arrows, pointing towards the blazing sun and the destructive "star" that has been out of control for tens of billions of years. It was as if he had abandoned all scruples, all patience and all reason, and just used this hatred and madness to declare clearly to the void:

We are the masters of order, we are the center of the void! !

A chaotic figure struggled to stand up, and then dissipated, over and over again. The rolling hatred surrounding it made it unable to persist enough to allow itself to truly take shape before suddenly collapsing. A pair of eyes flowing with light mist scanned everything in the void again and again, and around the figure, there were circles of twisted words with arrogant teeth and claws -

Text content to declare to the void.

We are the masters of order, we are the center of the void.

Probabilities and possibilities are being drawn out, being completely squeezed dry, and what is being generated is a collection of countless false information that is extremely suppressed at the muzzle of the national ignition device. They will span countless rune logical groups, and then erupt in a certain probability lightning chain in the distant void, and then stimulate the birth of countless new worlds again...

They are overdrafting everything around them in one direction. When the line of development is no longer stable, I am afraid that the momentum makers themselves will lose direction and strength in the turbulent waves, and then sink...

But so what?

The operation of logic and the record of reason have been put to rest in the ear-piercing scream that cut through the empire's spiritual network and crossed countless worlds. Instead, perhaps all the countless resentful spirits that had been swept away by the storm for unknown reasons never disappeared. They woke up from the red reality and finally broke through all the restriction thresholds, finally erupting in the most violent and unstoppable way. It may be that countless choices over tens of billions of years and the madness and paranoia that have become increasingly distorted and solidified for some reason have made the entire empire finally on the wrong path and it is difficult to return; it is also possible...

There may be too many, too many questions.

Nowadays, who else will say a word for this weird civilization that is experiencing a general explosion and another fragmentation in the midst of entanglement and distortion? Who has done it throughout the ages, and who can still do it?

The countless micro-elements that make up the super-individual may not have many properties themselves, and there are many properties that cannot be seen to be caused by these micro-elements and can only be possessed by the super-individual -

In turn, a slight change in a micro-element may shake almost all the properties of the entire superorganism itself.

The huge fleet was like a bunch of pieces of meat that were constantly spraying with residual limbs and blood. They stumbled out of the station, pouring out their indescribable and unreleased anger into the void and towards everything around them. The wrong information deflection rules annihilated those fleets that were running around out of control. Countless rational and calm individuals followed the craziest orders with the most precise actions. Those ruthless puppet individuals controlled each other's warships and fought with each other. A battle After the battle, even the vortex needs a step to collapse before it finally disappears, and such carnage and meaningless losses have already blossomed in the countless world branches accumulated by the empire over billions of years of use.

There may be some other things in this.

Expeditionary army groups have sequential orders that are executed spontaneously and spread outward.

They are not out of control, but to everything on the way to their goal, they are the god of death. Once they pass through, no matter what kind of "jungle" and "mountain" originally exist there, the blazing crystal energy flames and the pressure from the sky The white and purple domes will also completely flatten them.

There are no enemies, no friends, no blank space, only hatred and the madness born of hatred.

Uncontrollable fire raged in the once night forest, and endless fire peaks swept across, leaving nothing behind. Regardless of the world, whether order is protruding, civilization, life, the existence of order, almost dead organic life and metaphysical concepts that are free from the mapping relationship between information correlations, they will all be burned up by this fire.

The storm caused by the fire subverted all the stars that once hung on the treetops and the sky. They originally illuminated part of the forest, and the night and unknown would still remain. But now, everything is burned, and nothing can be seen. Blockable, unsaveable.

Before the devastating disaster strikes, the remaining omens have swept across countless worlds in the void.

Try to escape, try to hide, but where can you hide?

Try to create an isolation zone, try to use the most unpredictable and dangerous phenomenon ever, try to detonate the danger at the origin of that crazy super being’s next target, use the danger to contaminate an entire structure, and then use this corrupt, final The ultra-large structures that will be connected to create an isolation fault zone across the void may be the closest to success. However, the boiling blood-colored light river and countless remaining laws of order are violently colliding with each other. Countless weird flashes that look like lightning, invisible but clearly visible black and red two-dimensional patterns, dangerous and violent critical star clusters polluted by the sea of ​​stars in countless worlds can indeed turn things like natural disasters , blocked by a team full of hatred and ominousness.

But how long can it stop it?

And what kind of terrible anger and hatred will that arouse in that guy who dares to flaunt his existence attributes to the void?

"goodbye."

"farewell."

"for tomorrow."

The forms and expressions vary greatly, but all end with a very brief farewell.

The warships set off from the star port. They organized into neat formations in space. Their figures left the warm depths of their homes and sailed toward the stars. Many such formations moved in sequence to form a formation in space. A streamer comparable to the Milky Way. The neatly dressed warriors blocked out the last distracting thoughts in their thoughts. They controlled their own power and moved towards the depths of the unknown vision.

The advancing battlefield may be endless time and space, or it may be the vast and endless stars in a broad or narrow sense, or it may be an anomaly in the galaxy.

Shadows on the stars, strange sounds on the earth.

No matter what their nature is, no matter what they want to be, no matter what, it is a disaster that they cannot resist or stop.

When a catastrophe of unpredictable nature comes, everything that was once cherished is now so insignificant.

The civilization that has not yet been dismantled has chosen the last meaningless expedition for some reason. The existence that has been abandoned has lifted all restrictions. Within the territory that has not completely collapsed, there is a frenzy of indulgence and corruption. Most of the civilizations and life communities that have been dismantled have been blown away by the wind and rain in the unstable world structure and linear history, leaving behind all kinds of perverse and crazy works, creations and remains that will be discovered one day in the future. , perhaps those researchers can detect from those exaggerated and useless appendages, in order to compete for each other's survival resources, they have pushed the atmosphere into a frenzy.

The departing party embarks on the journey, while the other party left behind has either been integrated with its own ship or weapon, or has already been neatly dressed, waiting for itself to become the next set of consumables in the unnamed expedition, but before that , perhaps the cracks torn open by the space itself for some unknown reason, and the super energy released by the cracks themselves will spread from a certain point, spreading throughout the universe in an instant, causing the vast closed vertical surface to shatter into pieces of debris.

In the fragmented but vast time and space, there are too many stories that have been catalyzed, distorted, and even completely submerged under the squeeze of the waves.

Conquered, enslaved, controlled, exterminated...

They still represent reciprocity.

When the gap is large enough, the relationship may be...ignored.

Just like countless stories that can no longer tell many details.

What was destroyed was civilization, countless civilizations, and all kinds of life in countless civilizations. Perhaps the special existence structure and form of some life, as well as the possibly weird and extreme environment, destined them to be unable to form a civilization or a higher-level super being. Individual existence, but in any case, every life, these existences are living lives in themselves before being given any other concept. They are not emotionless symbols, nor are they cold numbers. They should have their own journey, their own life, everything.

How many civilizations will perish in the flames? No one knows, no one will know, and probably no lives will be lost at all. They have never actually existed, they have left no impact or trace, and they have never existed in history. If they have shattered a group of empty dreams like bubbles, how can we prove that they really existed? Without any real meaning of life, how can we talk about death?

Once upon a time, the first black tide swept through this night forest full of stars and eternal stars and killed most of the beings who could face the truth.

Now, the fire that is spreading rapidly may not be able to compare with the diffuse pollution that once transcended existence, but the actual powerlessness and unstoppable despair may leave a more vivid, profound and painful memory. If there are still lives left alive, they may still have the ability to describe and remember all of this, or be part of it.

The forest caught fire, and the darkness was dispersed. All the panicked little lives could only struggle to escape, and they could only evacuate as far as possible in the direction they thought was safe.

In order to carry out the evacuation itself, civilization needs to cross an almost impossible hurdle.

Even if it can be removed, the story will still remain. Even if the world ends, there may always be some fragments that can survive until they are discovered.