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The last clash with Chaos cost the Universe dearly. A huge piece of outer space was a destroyed and deformed fragment of Reality. The clusters of worlds and stars that have been scattered in this region of space were now gloomy and motionless. There was no hint of the dying echo that intelligent species left behind at the moment of their death. This area has become a graveyard of unprecedented scope, an eternal reminder of the monstrous power of the Primordial Chaos, the scar from which will forever stain the face of the Universe. And in this gloomy realm, there was a world whose existence seemed like an inappropriate joke. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary dead ball, a simple grey stone that quietly drifted with other debris. But in the depths of its tormented shell, there was still a primordial glow of life, waiting to be rekindled.