Sold to the Disfigured Billionaire
Accompanied by a deafening, metallic roar, a colossal leviathan slowly rose from the earth.
It was a three-mile-long, pitch-black interstellar dreadnought. It possessed no conventional thrusters, completely defying all human understanding of aerodynamics and gravity. The entire warship looked like crystallized night, its surface smooth as glass, madly devouring the surrounding sunlight. And at its spear-like bow, the silver crown totem that originally belonged to the Creators had been stained a deep, terrifying violet, radiating a suffocating aura of absolute suppression.