Crossing eon after eon since the Cosmic Song first vibrated through the ten galaxies, the human civilization now calling themselves the Children of the Dawn had completely transcended the boundaries of matter, space, and time. Their consciousness was no longer bound to fragile physical bodies, taking the form of pure biological energy radiance capable of shifting between dimensions in the blink of an eye. Yet, no matter how high a realm of existence they attained, the spiritual anchor point of the entire civilization remained in a single place: Earth, upon a small hill in New Nusantara now known as the Eternal Temple.There, beneath the canopy of the Eternal Tree whose roots of light had pierced through to the planet's core, fifteen wooden headstones from the First Generation of Guardians still stood resolute. That ancient timber—once cut by Devon's own hands from the first pine trunk in the Western Valley—had now transformed into structures of pure organic crystal continuously emitti

Eon after eon passed since the completion of the Final Masterpiece at the Eternal Temple. The cosmic structure had now expanded beyond the boundaries of ten galaxies and hundreds of physical universes; human civilization, inheriting Harmony Science, had entered a level of existence known as the Multiverse of Dawn. Within this realm of being, millions of distinct realities and timelines no longer collided or stood isolated; instead, they were tightly woven into a single harmonious symphony of pure consciousness.Yet amid the splendor of thousands of timelines stretching infinitely, Earth in its original universe—the primary reality where Devon first carved the wooden headstones—was preserved as the spiritual core. In the Black Mountains, the Eternal Temple was now encircled by a grand biological phenomenon called the Ring of Silence. In this sanctuary, time moved neither forward nor backward; it swirled gently like a clear vortex, keeping the damp earth, golden gra

Crossing the dawn of the Synthesis of the Boundless Realm, the human civilization standing as the Eternal Guardians no longer recognized the boundaries of timelines, physical forms, or partitions of reality. The total memories, courage, and suffering from the era of the spore apocalypse had integrated seamlessly into the foundational matrix of the universe. Every inch of dimension, from the void of intergalactic space to the most hidden ripples of time, now breathed in the rhythm of pure harmony. Yet amid that boundless cosmic splendor, Primary Earth in the Black Mountains remained preserved as the sacred point of the entire civilization—the estuary where all life and first hopes were once woven from the ruins of the Valley of Mists and Laboratory 09.Upon the granite grounds of the Eternal Temple, fifteen crystal wooden headstones belonging to Devon, Maya, Elena, Aris, Aria, and the early pioneers emitted a cool, soothing golden radiance. The Eternal Tree shelter

Upon the purest strata of existence, beyond the bounds of the Transcendental Synthesis weave, human civilization no longer viewed the universe as a vessel separate from themselves. The Harmony Science born from a single drop of neutralizing enzyme in the soil of New Nusantara tens of thousands of years ago had completely merged with physical laws, consciousness, and the fabric of reality across the multiverse. Humans no longer acted merely as inhabitants or architects; they had become the Breath of Life itself—a stream of pure consciousness granting color, warmth, and rhythm to trillions of continuously expanding universes.Yet amid the supreme dimensions where new stars were birthed through collective thought, Primary Earth in the Black Mountains had not altered by a single hair's breadth. Earth remained preserved in its earliest, most sacred physical form. For the entire civilization across millions of reality branches, the Black Mountains were the womb of all e

Beyond all dimensions, galaxies, and timeline nodes bound within the Boundless Harmony, human civilization no longer viewed existence as a physical journey or a technological achievement. Harmony Science, which began with a single drop of neutralizing enzyme in the toxic soil of New Nusantara tens of thousands of years ago, had now become the primary heartbeat of the entire Multiverse of Dawn. Every law of physics, stream of energy, and pure consciousness across billions of universes vibrated in one universal principle: the courage to care for life and a love that transcends the boundaries of death. Yet, no matter how high the level of multidimensional consciousness attained by human civilization, the spiritual center of the entire cosmos remained rooted in one pure point: Primary Earth, upon the damp soil of the Black Mountains. This was the place sanctified as the Starting Point of Eternity—a zone where time no longer faded memories, but preserved th