The warp crack slowly opened, spewing a blinding purple light. Two colossal warships—the Gloriana-class and Emperor-class—emerged from the dimensional void, their metallic hulls towering like war gods awakening from a long slumber.
"Our Emperor has arrived on the other side of the gate," a calm voice echoed from the bridge's navigator.
"Scan complete. The planet below resembles Earth. Local year: 2044. However—"
The mechanicus continued, "We detect an anomaly in the system's star. Within 31 years, its sun will enter an early degeneration phase... likely a drastic cooling."
Kenthelion tilted his head, as if trying to recall something.
"2044... sun fading...? Hmm... I think I've read something about this."
A brief silence followed. Then he chuckled softly.
"So this is... the Wandering Earth universe? They plan to push the planet out of the star system using giant engines? Crazy.
Nothing particularly interesting about this universe. Seems only suitable to be ruled directly and taxed—both the population and surrounding planets—if it's fit to be colonized."
Kenthelion's gaze shifted to the tactical display projecting a multiverse map.
"As for the sun... doesn't Star Wars tech already have artificial suns? The system even sells them. Though creating one ourselves would take too long."
After thirty years of slumber, Kenthelion felt like a small tycoon again—his war points replenished.
He stood slowly, voice cold but calculated:
"For this expedition, I'm bringing Kylo Ren. If left in Nihilum Aeternum, he'd destroy another planet just because some alien stared at him."
Some officers chuckled quietly, well aware of Kylo Ren's infamous reputation.
"Send him to Earth. Keep him busy. Or at least... don't let him press that red button again."
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On March 3rd, 2044, the space elevator malfunctioned catastrophically, causing the Ark-12 space station to explode. Over 2,000 astronauts lost their lives, along with more than 2,000 flight support personnel.
The United Earth Government (UEG) immediately announced the launch of the Mountain Relocation Project, which was soon renamed the Wandering Earth Initiative.
A massive energy signal was detected at the edge of the Moon — its power surpassing that of any planetary engine ever recorded.
In the halls of the UEG government building, members of parliament received the news simultaneously, including Zhou Zhenzi, a representative from China.
"What is that?!" someone shouted, breaking the tense silence.
Countless eyes turned toward the direction pointed out by the man. There, beside the Moon, two colossal warships appeared — one the size of a city, the Emperor-class Battleship, and another three times the size of Manhattan Island.
"This... what is this?" Liu Peiqiang, standing near the ruins, trembled as he gazed at the space warships hovering above.
Not just Liu Peiqiang, but everyone in the UEG building forgot what they were doing in that moment. Their gazes fixed on the sky, emotions swirling between fear, curiosity, and anticipation.
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Approaching orbit around the Blue Star planet, all weapons systems were activated.
Kylo Ren, clad in his signature black mask and cloak, stood ready. Beside him, Kenthelion donned his golden armor, radiant and imposing.
They issued a clear ultimatum: three days to surrender, or face orbital bombardment.
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