The spaceship descended through the desolate atmosphere, a reddish hue casting an eerie glow on the ruins below.
Ashton peered out of the viewport, his eyes widening at the sight of Celestria's Verge—the once majestic land of the Precursors, now reduced to a wasteland of run-down structures and barren lands.
The planet's surface bore scars of battles long forgotten. Craters pocked the terrain, evidence of conflicts that had unfolded millennia ago.
It was as if Celestria's Verge had witnessed an apocalypse, the remnants of once-majestic buildings standing like mournful sentinels over the aftermath.
Though now dilapidated, the architecture still bore traces of intricate designs and advanced engineering.
Symbols etched into the corroded walls told stories of a race that sought to explore the cosmos, leaving an unforgettable mark on the fabric of the universe.
