Amid the endless river of stars, a story has long been passed down.

On that frontier planet, there existed a true gentleman, one who won the heartfelt respect of all living beings. He had grasped the ultimate laws of the universe. Wherever he went, countless races revered and worshiped him. He never seized or plundered by force. He only kept watch over that blue planet.

On that same frontier planet, there existed an infernal Asura feared by all. "He" wielded the ultimate power of the universe. He slaughtered without restraint. Wherever he went, only desolation remained. Billions of races trembled in fear of him.

First came the Asura, then the gentleman.

Before the gentleman could walk the righteous path, the Asura had to establish his might.

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Above the boundless galaxy, a young man in white sat alone in the void.

He wore a long white gauze robe, exquisitely crafted, pure and elegant, yet it outlined a peerless grace without end. His hair fell to his waist. Every strand of that platinum-white hair seemed condensed from the purest radiance of law. Beneath it was a face beautiful enough to shake all living beings. His skin was finer and clearer than jade. Within those stunning violet-gold eyes, it was as if endless stars were contained.

His bearing was ethereal, almost immortal, yet not the least bit feminine. He carried the transcendent air of a gentleman standing above all life.

On either side of him stood two ash-haired women in silver veils, suspended in the void. They merely stood there in silence, yet the stars across the sky seemed to dim quietly, as if afraid of overshadowing their splendor.

"...Does it really have to be this way...? You clearly have the power to challenge the Supreme Origin. Why force yourself to suffer like this...?" The two women looked at the young man seated in the void. Behind their silver veils, their beautiful eyes were full of heartache and worry.

"...His sins are my sins as well. The slaughter committed was too great... It can't be hidden from the Origin... nor can I deceive my own heart." The young man's voice was airy and unreal, yet it carried deep guilt.

Hearing that, the two women exchanged a glance. Through the silver veils, each saw the pain and helplessness in the other's eyes. Their flower-soft lips were bitten bloody by their silver teeth. After forcibly suppressing the turmoil in their hearts, they waved their pale hands through the void.

Not long after, the space around the young man began to flash again and again. With each flash, a group of white-robed figures slowly stepped out. When the final flash ended, hundreds of silver-haired people in white robes had gathered around him.

"My King!"

With boundless reverence and worship, the hundreds of white-robed, silver-haired figures slowly bowed to the young man in the void.

"...Begin..." At the sight of their perfectly unified movement, a trace of complexity entered the young man's voice.

"Yes!!!"

After receiving the order, every one of the white-robed, silver-haired figures began guiding the power of laws in orderly fashion. The vast power of laws gathered in the void, then finally formed three silver cords.

"First Realm! Seal Memory!"

Guided by that voice infused with the power of laws, the first silver cord slowly sank into the young man's brow.

"Second Realm! Lock Emotion!"

The second silver cord followed the guidance as well. It wrapped around the young man's chest, then slowly fused into him.

"Third Realm! Scatter the Body!"

The third silver cord bound the young man's limbs.

From beginning to end, the young man's expression remained calm as still water. A soft, beautiful curve rose at his lips.

When the two women saw that smile, one that seemed both release and lingering attachment, they finally lost control of their emotions. Tears poured forth like a spring.

"...Realm... complete!"

When the two of them finished speaking in trembling voices, the young man's body slowly turned into countless brilliant silver lights and began to fade away.

Within the chaos, the young man vaguely saw a white figure. The figure wore the same pure white gauze, and had the same dazzling platinum-white hair like a river of stars. The only difference was that the ends of that long platinum hair were stained blood-red.

"You and I... have carried this for so long. It's time we rested... If I get the chance, I'll return everything I owe you..."

Looking at that equally white-clad back, a mist of guilt welled up in the young man's violet eyes. After speaking softly, his consciousness completely dispersed...