Age of Cosmic Exploration

"...This here is humanity’s earlier history. After we were chased away from our original home planet, we were forced to find our way in the vast space. The cosmos was not the heaven we imagined, but a real hell. Every step, every improvement, was built upon blood and sacrifice. This was humanity’s... age of cosmic exploration."

A teen said with a smile. Gathered before him were several children with their eyes opened wide. The teen suddenly stopped like he was reminiscing about the past or thinking about something.

"Grandpa... Grandpa!"

One of the girls got impatient and shook the teen’s leg. As she did so, she said, "Grandpa, you have to continue the story. Your stories are very nice, more interesting than the stuff we learn in class."

The teen shook his head and said, "These are not stories.... Fine, maybe they rare stories that I’ve made up, so don’t go around repeating them, or I might be branded a traitor by slandering the King’s name..." The teen petered off to a series of boisterous laughs.

One of the boys suddenly said, "Grandpa, then you have to continue the story. What happened after the King led the blazing trail away? Now that humanity had the City of Light Moon, what happened next? Did the AI fleet get wiped out by the King?"

The teen shook his head again. He walked to the window, and from his vantage point, he could see the large building standing far away in the distance... The altar, or the thing that sealed the King, Yao Yuan, the reason why he was there...

"After the blazing trail? Well, that’s a story...

"After the age of cosmic exploration."