I'm not a drama god

"[G-020] Confirmed to impact target world."

"The candlelight in the target world has dissipated..."

No one survived.

In the void of deep space.

A figure draped in a deep red cloak, carrying a black coffin on his back, gazed at the shattered fragments of the world in the distance, a hint of regret surfacing in the depths of his eyes…

"We're still late."

The moment the words fell, a solidified soul emerged from the black coffin behind him, its white dress swaying gently in the void, its pale fingers lightly resting on the shoulder of the crimson figure.

"This is not your fault." A gentle voice echoed from the void. "[G-020] deviated from its planned trajectory. Even the captain and Mr. Ji did not anticipate it. You were the first to notice the clue and rushed over at full speed... You did your best."

The crimson figure shook his head. "I am omniscient and omnipotent. I should have predicted it much earlier... I was careless."

"No, the strangeness of those meteors far exceeds our understanding; this isn't the first time they've interfered with our omniscience." The woman in the white dress floated in front of him, looking intently into his eyes filled with self-reproach.

"That world is destroyed. Shouldn't we focus our attention on the other worlds that have survived?"

The crimson figure remained silent for a long time before finally nodding.

"Yes."

He opened his mouth to say something more, when suddenly a scene flashed through his eyes from who-knows-where. He let out a soft exclamation and turned to look in another direction from the void.

A pair of enormous eyes, as large as stars, emerged from the void behind him!

Those eyes were so large, as if they contained everything from the past, present, and future, with countless images twinkling like stars within them. Compared to them, the two figures seemed as small as grains of sand floating in the universe.

Those all-knowing eyes seemed to have discovered something, and a faint smile appeared on the lips of the crimson figure.

"What's wrong?" the woman in the white dress asked, puzzled.

"An unexpected guest has arrived."

The crimson figure lightly pushed up his glasses, and the eyes behind him vanished instantly. He took a step, and the hem of his crimson cloak fluttered even without wind...

"Let's go, let's go save him."

"Who?"

"That actor who jumped off his own stage..."

……

In the boundless void, a blood-red, mangled body floated silently.

No one knows how long he drifted, nor where he drifted to. Time and space vanished at that moment, with only the blood mist and hideous cracks constantly bursting from his body marking the final countdown to his life.

Chen Ling felt as if he were having a dream. He dreamt that after restarting the world, everything changed for the better.

He saw that Su Zhiwei had married Yao Qing before falling into a deep sleep. The wedding day was a grand affair, with many of the Nine Gentlemen present. Lu Xun gifted a pair of bracelets crafted from stardust, Yang Xiao presented a crystal that seemed to preserve the aurora borealis, Wu Tongyuan gave a book he called "Little Problems to Do," supposedly for their future child, and even Lou Yu presented an exquisitely beautiful crib…

He saw that everyone was drunk that day, discussing how to deal with Akahoshi after the slumber ended, while also thinking about what name to give their child. In the end, everyone looked at him.

They smiled, their eyes full of expectation and trust.

"Director Chen, please name our baby." Su Zhiwei touched her belly somewhat shyly. "Dr. Chu said it's a girl..."

Looking at the group of people gathered around the table, their eyes sparkling, Chen Ling felt an unprecedented sense of relief and peace.

For some reason, he had a premonition... This time, they would definitely be able to defeat Akahoshi.

Given this, what kind of name should we choose?

Logically speaking, it's best to choose a name with some meaning in this situation, such as "victory" or "triumph," but Chen Ling felt it was too old-fashioned, and since she was a girl, she should be more gentle and graceful... Maybe we could try a different approach?

If everyone has to fall into slumber, then I hope that when everything awakens, everyone can be like they are now... As long as everyone can stand together, there will always be a way to defeat Akahoshi.

Chen Ling thought for a long time, and just as he was about to say something...

Everything around seemed to be swallowed by darkness.

In his bewilderment and astonishment,

Plunging at breakneck speed!

……

"Yao Zhiyue".

The moment Chen Ling opened her eyes, she uttered this name.

Beneath the silent starry sky, a figure draped in a deep red cloak and a ghostly woman in a white dress both froze in surprise...

They exchanged a glance, then looked down at Chen Ling with somewhat strange expressions.

Chen Ling gradually came to her senses.

He scrambled to his feet, bewildered, and found himself in an unfamiliar place. The rugged, gray-blue land stretched into the distance, and the outline of a meteorite crater could be vaguely seen in the distance. When he looked up, all he could see was endless darkness and the occasional streak of a streak of star debris.

"Where is...where?"

"The wreckage of a world shattered by [G-020]." The crimson figure pushed up his glasses. "I saw you were in bad shape, so I came here because it was close by... There's still some air left here, and although you don't seem to need to breathe, it's easier to talk this way."

【G-020】?

The format of this numbering system seemed somewhat familiar to Chen Ling. If he remembered correctly, Shen Qingzhu had mentioned this type of numbering before, which should be unique to the Red Star meteor shower, which is capable of causing destruction.

Upon regaining consciousness, Chen Ling's mind was still a bit muddled. He seemed to realize something, but he quickly remembered something more important and immediately looked down at his body.

He didn't know when, but his body, which was originally covered in cracks and blood mist, had returned to normal. The Crimson Star Power that had almost burst his body had also disappeared. When his consciousness scanned himself, he couldn't feel anything at all.

"If you are looking for 'it's' power, I have sealed it away for you." The crimson figure raised his hand and conjured a mirror from who-knows-where, reflecting it onto Chen Ling.

Chen Ling then noticed a red diamond-shaped mark between his eyebrows, eerie and mysterious. He lightly brushed his fingertips across his skin but felt nothing.

“You’re more radical than I imagined, actually trying to assimilate ‘its’ power right now… Even the captain and Mr. Ji wouldn’t have dared to do this at the same time.” The crimson figure said helplessly, “You simply can’t withstand this power right now… If you hadn’t met me, you would really be dead.”

Chen Ling was still confused. He raised his head in bewilderment, looking at the completely unfamiliar crimson figure in front of him...

"Who are you?"

The crimson figure smiled slightly, carrying the black coffin on his back, and gently extended his hand to Chen Ling:

"Nice to meet you..."

"I am An Qingyu, the vice-captain of the [Nightfall] squad."