At the edge of the Empyrean Terminus Sector and the planet, in the boundless darkness, a lot of round crystal cameras and self-detonating magnetic mines were scattered. The runes carved on their surfaces were emitting lackluster colors while they transmitted simple data and commands. Sometimes, they congregated into a cluster, and sometimes, they spread out into a splendid network, floating, cruising, and wriggling.
If the universe was a warm and humid ancient ocean, the cold lumps made of metal and crystals might have met the definition of 'cells' in the beginning. They were like a blanket made of primitive fungi that gradually grew into multiple-cell life forms and embarked on a new, marvelous journey of evolution.