From earth to Heaven, all beings only need to look up to see the once dazzling and cold starry sky covered by a vibrant tide, stars extinguished, colors blending, the sky like countless rainbows flowing, changing unpredictably every second, as if in a dream.
"What a beautiful painting," a child clapped their hands and laughed.
Indeed, it was a painting, with the sky as the canvas and the world as the paint, there was no technique to speak of, just all the paint splashed onto it, with billions of colors under the influence of the Law presenting an extremely gorgeous aesthetic.
But gradually, everyone's gaze focused on the only star at the end of the vibrant scene.
When the night sky is filled with shining stars, no one pays special attention to any single star; but now, with the vibrance drowning out the stars, this one stubbornly shining star is like the final protagonist on the stage, noble and cold, lonely and strong.
