Memory Stars Returning to God's Realm

"God!" she gasped, her voice barely a whisper. "Is this... your punishment for my wavering faith?"

The Star Luo Queen closed her eyes in despair.

As her consciousness sank into darkness, a light suddenly appeared before her.

It was a beam of light descending from an infinite height, shining directly upon the Star Luo Queen.

At the source of the light stood God's messenger, clad in a golden robe.

"Descendant of Redlichia," the messenger's voice resonated, "God has not punished anyone. All that has transpired is the result of your own choices."

The Dream Spirit had unlocked the gates to God's realm, creating ferrymen to navigate the sea of dreams in search of Trilobite Men worthy of the dream power.

All of this was done to strengthen the power of the dream world.

And at this moment, the Star Luo Queen was about to become the first memory star to enter the dream sea.

This was the Dream Spirit's first gift to God.

God's messenger descended step by step from above, approaching the Star Luo Queen.

"You chose destruction yourself, abandoning the future."

"God has not punished anyone, nor does He care about your devotion."

The Dream Spirit Hila looked at the Star Luo Queen: "Because of your abandonment, you lost the glory of entering God's realm while alive."

"But after death, you still have a chance to enter God's realm."

The Star Luo Queen looked at the Dream Spirit: "Can someone like me truly enter God's realm?"

The Dream Spirit replied: "Of course you can."

"From the moment God reclaimed the destructive power of the beasts, the gates of God's realm have once again opened to the Trilobite Men."

"Everyone has the chance, after death, to become a memory star in the dream sea, forever surrounding God's realm, accompanying the eternal God."

"You no longer need to fear falling into eternal darkness or worry about wandering in the endless savage desert. God has allowed you to return home."

The spirit paused here, her tone becoming more serious.

"However," the spirit continued, her tone grave, "you must face a trial."

The spirit's eyes bore into the Star Luo Queen's, as if peering into the depths of her soul.

"The dream ferryman, steering the divine boat, will illuminate your memory dream."

"If your memory dream is a beautiful one..."

The Star Luo Queen quickly asked the messenger: "What qualifies as a beautiful dream?"

The Dream Spirit told her: "When the goodness in your heart outweighs the evil, when the beauty in your soul overcomes the nightmares."

"Then your life's dream will be a beautiful one."

The spirit reached out her hand, extracting the Star Luo Queen's lifetime of memories.

Her memories separated from her shell, continuously expanding until they enveloped her entirely.

Finally, they transformed into a dreamlike bubble surrounding her.

The Star Luo Queen's gaze penetrated the bubble's wall, observing her entire life.

Scenes flickered and changed on the bubble's surface – deeply etched images from her memories, experiences once forgotten now resurfacing.

At this moment, everything appeared within the bubble.

She saw herself as a child.

The image of her younger self, joyfully scooping up an Ancestral Fish from the Sacred Lake, smiling at her father.

She watched her younger self learn to speak the Divine Words, carefully tracing what was said to be God's first drawn character – the sun.

She witnessed her first awakening of the power of wisdom, and the moment she received the Ruhe brand.

Most of her life had been beautiful, but all the beauty and happiness didn't come from the Trilobite Men themselves.

Food, divine language, power – everything came from God.

From birth to death, every Trilobite Man relied on God's grace.

The Star Luo Queen suddenly felt immense shame. How could she, with her petty mindset, have dared to judge the great and merciful God?

"So we've been consuming God's gifts all along, without even realizing it."

"Without God, we couldn't survive in this world at all."

"Despite our weakness and fragility, we arrogantly considered ourselves powerful."

The Star Luo Queen raised her head and saw a massive gate slowly opening.

Beyond the gate, an endless sea of golden flowers swayed.

It was the God-Given Land, the homeland of all Trilobite Men.

In the sky, the Divine Cup had become the sun, and the Crown of Wisdom had transformed into the dream moon.

"Thank you," the Queen breathed, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Messenger of the Yinsai God."

Although she didn't know why God had opened the gates of His realm to the Trilobite Men, she felt that it was the Dream Spirit's efforts that allowed the wanderers to finally return home.

They would no longer have to wander eternally in this endless desert.

She walked towards the gate of God's realm, her form gradually dissipating in the light, merging into the memory dream.

The memory dream star slowly rose into the dream world, leaving behind her physical body in the mortal realm.

Dream Realm.

Under the glow of the dream moon, a boat approached from the distant dream sea.

The divine boat arrived at the opened gates of the dream world, receiving the Star Luo Queen's memory dream.

Before the boat's lantern, the ferryman, now a shadow, cradled the Star Luo Queen's lifetime and placed it beneath the light.

The lantern's light flickered like a flame, illuminating the Star Luo Queen's dream.

The once ordinary dream erupted into a kaleidoscope of colors, transforming the divine boat into a breathtaking spectacle of light and hue.

Inside were vibrant colors, grays, and darkness.

But gradually, the colors overpowered the black, finally dispelling the darkness completely.

This was a beautiful dream that could be illuminated.

The dream ferryman, carrying the memory dream, sailed down the dream sea, arriving above the God-Given Land.

He hung this memory dream in mid-air, transforming it into a star.

The star's light projected downward, becoming a radiance that fell upon the gardens of the God-Given Land, illuminating the cities and God-Given Paradise where the Trilobite Men's ancestors once dwelled.

Within the star, the Star Luo Queen relived her beautiful life dream over and over again.

Until the end of time...

In the hall of God.

Yin Shen stood by the window of the divine hall, observing the new star outside.

The dream sea had now been divided into several layers.

The topmost layer held the dream starlight of the Trilobite Men, those bizarre and wonderful creations born in sleep and forgetfulness. Below were the brilliant stars of the Trilobite Men's memory dreams.

The purer the beautiful dream, the closer it was to the God-Given Land.

It would record the lives of countless Trilobite Men, the beginnings and ends of era after era, even the birth and destruction of civilization after civilization.

Even as time might erase all traces of their civilization, reducing cities to dust and obscuring their written and spoken words, their legacy would endure here.

In this dream sea, all traces of their existence would still remain.

Ripples of starlight appeared behind Yin Shen, and the Dream Spirit Hila stood behind him, bowing respectfully.

"Great God," Hila began, her voice filled with concern, "no one willingly relinquishes the power of destruction."

"They can only see the fleeting present, unable to perceive the bright future."

God seemed to have anticipated this, or perhaps He had never cared.

"Oh."

Yin Shen didn't turn His head, merely saying,

"If that is so," God mused, "perhaps they are not yet ready to wield the power of dreams."

The spirit lowered her head, bowing deeply to God.

"Oh, God," Hila pleaded, "the Trilobite Men may not be perfect, but..."

"But I have seen that even in the darkest dreams, they still seek beauty."

"I will surely find someone worthy of receiving the power of dreams."