Nexuos Plane—also known as the plane where Talandra Star, previously invaded by Raiyaglen, was located.
Due to its cosmic structure, this plane's scale was vast beyond comprehension. Countless planets formed countless star systems, and those systems came together to form an entire universe.
Within the Tersius Star System, there was a planet named Fae.
Fae was an incredibly rare, naturally habitable world.
It required no artificial terraforming—its environment was perfectly suited for the emergence of life.
After billions of years of natural evolution, intelligent life had arisen, shaped through countless cycles of survival of the fittest.
And from the moment sentient beings first appeared, tens of thousands of years had passed.
Through millennia of development, the native race had formed a complete and advanced civilization.
They called themselves the Elyuans.
They looked similar to humans but had a third eye on their foreheads, and their average lifespan was around 200 years.
Thanks to the planet's high energy saturation, some individuals were even born with innate supernatural abilities.
That was one of the primary reasons they rose to become the planet's dominant species.
Today, after centuries of warfare and extermination, no other species on the planet could rival them. They had etched their presence into every inch of the world—land, sea, and sky.
The imprint of their civilization was everywhere.
And based on their current rate of advancement, it was expected that they'd soon take the next step into interstellar exploration, on the verge of becoming a spacefaring civilization.
That is, if no external interference occurred...
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Corpus City—the capital of the planet's strongest nation.
The bustling streets were packed with Elyuan citizens, clad in stylish attire, weaving through a city filled with modern skyscrapers.
Cars, planes, ships, subways. They might look different in form, but their functions were virtually identical to Earth's equivalents. It all just seemed like a more advanced variant.
In fact, Fae's civilization was arguably more developed than modern-day Earth in many aspects, though still short of a few key technological breakthroughs needed to launch proper space colonization.
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Plankton, an average working-class citizen, returned home after a long, exhausting shift.
He tossed his jacket onto the couch and turned on the television, then collapsed into the cushions like a dead fish.
He didn't actually care what was on TV—he just needed some background noise.
'Another boring day... finally over.'
His thoughts drifted lazily.
He had no close relatives.
No meaningful friendships.
Few hobbies to speak of.
Add to that the gift of a "9 to 6" work schedule—
his whole life had become a blur of fatigue and repetition.
He didn't know why he kept living.
But he didn't want to die for no reason either.
A frustrating in-between.
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"...?"
Twenty minutes later, just as he was about to get up and cook dinner, a beam of red light filtered in through his window, casting an odd hue across the room.
He blinked in confusion.
"Are they projecting lights from the mall? But I don't remember any festivals today..."
Annoyance crept across his face.
Unlike tourists who thought bright city lights were beautiful and exciting, as someone who lived nearby, he found the constant light pollution more irritating than anything.
He slowly turned over, reaching to pull the curtains closed—
only to realize the red light wasn't coming from the ground.
Outside, a huge crowd of people was staring upward, their faces filled with confusion and unease.
The red light was coming from the sky.
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"What the hell...?"
Plankton squinted through the glass, but the street noise made it hard to hear.
Still suspicious, he stuck his head out the window and looked up—
And what he saw made his entire body freeze.
A massive vortex, at least several hundred meters in diameter, was spinning slowly in the sky.
At its center was a glowing red core, radiating an ominous light.
The surrounding clouds had all been dyed crimson by its glow.
No one needed to explain anything—
Just looking at it gave him an overwhelming sense of dread.
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Crows cawed madly.
Doves cooed in distress.
Birds of all species became frenzied, fleeing in droves.
Even domesticated animals inside the city were growing restless, sensing the unnatural danger in the air.
Plankton stared out the window, his mind racing.
"Is this the work of some powerful superhuman…?"
His instincts screamed at him to leave immediately.
And apparently, the surrounding citizens felt the same.
After a moment of hesitation, they began to scatter—rushing in all directions.
Plankton quickly gathered his valuables into a backpack.
Just as he reached for the door handle—
A sharp, familiar roar echoed across the sky.
A sound usually only heard on the news.
He looked up again and saw dozens of humanoid metal-armored figures, flying in tight formation toward the vortex.
Wherever they passed, they left clear trails through the clouds—like glowing pathways.
The moment he saw them, relief flooded his chest.
He recognized them instantly.
It was the planet's strongest national military unit—
The Corpus Special Operations Force.
Each member was a high-Rank psychic and wore state-of-the-art combat armor.
Just five or six of them were enough to raze an entire underdeveloped nation.
And now there were over twenty in the sky.
That meant the government was taking this incident very seriously.
No matter what was causing the disturbance.
it would be handled swiftly.
Because this nation wasn't just powerful—
It was the acknowledged overlord of the entire planet.
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This line of thinking was shared by many others.
Plankton wasn't alone.
In fact, most civilians felt the same way.
So the moment those armored soldiers flew overhead, the panic on the ground began to settle.
People stopped fleeing.
Some even stopped completely—choosing to watch the event unfold from relative safety.
Eager to witness a once-in-a-lifetime scene.
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Flying in low over the city, the Corpus unit commander scanned the streets below and nodded in approval.
That was exactly the effect he was going for.
By flying low and in formation, they were demonstrating their presence and strength to the public.
Instilling confidence in the population.
The goal wasn't just to reach the anomaly quickly—
it was also to prevent chaos and minimize collateral damage from the panic.
And it was working.
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