The Galaxy was vast and dark.
In the void, a white-robed ceramic young man stood leisurely in the vast and dark Universe.
He looked up at the Galaxy in the distance and then lowered his head leisurely.
His eyes were extremely deep, like the two most beautiful crystals and gemstones in the world. He was foresaw the future of the small universe.
"Your Majesty," he said.
The first high priest lowered his head.
The powerful white porcelain priests didn't dare to make a sound in the face of the Almighty and mysterious existence of the universe.
It was this ancient God that had created this universe, planets, living beings, dimensions, time and space, past and future.
One is all, and all is all.
The other God had disappeared and was in seclusion, so they could only come to see this God.
The porcelain-like young man turned around, his face emotionless, " you are too weak. You can't maintain the order of this universe.
"Please punish me, Lord deity."
