Chapter 3199: The Two Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty-Eighth Echo: The Song of a Single Mote of Dust

Their first story was not a grand epic, not a sprawling saga that spanned eons and galaxies.

It was a simple story, a story of a single mote of dust, adrift in a sea of nothingness.

A story of how that mote of dust, in its solitude, learned to sing.

A song of loneliness, of hope, of the simple, profound joy of existence.

And as it sang, the nothingness around it began to resonate, to hum with a faint, almost imperceptible echo.

The echo of a story, just beginning.