The Far Shore Universe
How far can the soul truly travel? The other shore represents another world, or what people often call the underworld, where souls from countless universes and galaxies are continually reborn and fade away… Souls, which once departed without carrying a trace of their former memories, now—because of the fluctuating energies from a collapsing universe—begin to drift through the cosmos, strengthened and bearing remnants of past lives and abilities. The departed yearn to return home, to see their loved ones once more. Yet, across the distant expanse of the stars, on the far side of existence, which universe can truly be called the homeland of the soul?
The Far Shore Universe
The empire was in its twilight, old and weary...
Gazing into the distant starry sky, the general waved his hand. Adjutant Qin seemed to understand his resolve, his face grave as he picked up the telephone from the desk. The person on the other end had apparently been waiting for a long time.
He gripped the receiver tightly, spent a few seconds in heavy contemplation, and his rough, labored breathing seemed to signal that a weighty decision was about to be announced.
“Adjutant Qin, what is the general’s command?” the voice on the other end inquired cautiously. Qin glanced at the general, then sorrowfully pronounced his decision.
A long sigh of relief drifted through the line, followed by a lengthy silence before the call was disconnected.
“General, you need not do this. Every one of your soldiers is willing to lay down their lives for you!” Adjutant Qin stood straight, nearly shouting his words, while the general exhaled deeply.
“Adjutant Qin, say no more. The troops are to remain inactive and obey only the new commander’s orders—no exceptions.”
With that, the general strode to the door. Outside, a squad of elite special forces awaited, each clad in the most advanced combat armor, their bodies completely encased in sleek, black flexible metal.
As the general exited, one of the soldiers stepped forward, but the general waved him aside, signaling him not to intervene. Seeing the general’s determination, the entire squad snapped to attention and saluted in unison, their excitement palpable; the sound of metal gauntlets striking
