This is a sky vault enveloped in darkness.
Darkness serves as the fundamental tone of the entire world, as if every inch of space is filled with darkness as its origin.
The vast expanse of black space is like being cloaked under a layer of sky vault that is even darker than darkness itself. Among the sky vault, numerous pitch-black giant stars float.
On one of those giant stars, a young man walks slowly through the darkness.
His attire resembles that of a monk, with strings of beads around his neck and wrists, yet these beads are crafted from dark stars.
Each dark star that has been made into beads seems not yet silent; within each bead, endless voices echo, with wails, murmurs, and joy...
Like a highly cultivated monk, he silently fingers his rosary beads, and whenever he passes his fingers over them, the voices within the beads fall silent.
