Zephyria glided to a smooth halt in the deep vacuum of space.
The floating black mountain, encased in its pitch-black Void-shield, hovered silently just outside the scanning range of the colossal structure looming ahead.
The Kentari Dominion.
It was a Ringworld. A continuous, perfectly symmetrical band of dark, metallic architecture encircling a dying, dull-red dwarf star. The sheer scale of the construct defied logic.
It wasn't just a space station; it was an artificial continent, millions of miles in circumference, engineered to harness the fading energy of its captive sun.
Lucifer stood on the high balcony of the central keep. He wore his dark leather armor, the iron gauntlets locked securely in place.
The Aegis of the God-Slayer rested dormant on his left forearm. The ruby-red Blade of Ruin pulsed slowly at his hip.
He felt a subtle, annoying drag on his mana core.
[System: Precursor Trial Active.]
[Debuff: Sovereign Suppression (-30% Base Stats).]
