C1105 I am not a cruel person

In the borderlands of the universe, it was cold, desolate, and devoid of any life.

On the dead star, there were strange rocks everywhere, no flowers, no green grass, just absurd cold stones.

A slender woman stood there, resisting the pressure of the heaven and earth at any time, her body faintly emitting sounds.

She was too powerful, and the world was rejecting her