A stream of silver light zipped across the Dark Void, traversing the void-blank space, the unique area outside the borders of the starfields, a nest of dead planets, decayed and dying Solar Stars, and shattered lunar satellites. The stream of light bypassed many strange phenomena, slowly coming to a halt at the outskirts of the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region.
With a surging pulse, five figures tumbled out of the silver stream alongside several bottles, a large crate of ore, and thousands of mystic stones. The silver stream of light kept going, traveling outside the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region and into the other, less fortunate stellar regions such as the Desolate Dragnet Stellar Region.
An aged old man with vibrant eyes soon stabilized himself, exerting a strong, torrential stopping force. With a wave of his hand, skilled and patient, he snagged the other four until they halted their momentum as well. With a heavy breath of relief, he lowered his two trembling arms.
