When Apollo raised his head for the last time and looked at the red fireball above his head, he finally could not help but shed tears. Then, he played the lyre in his hand.
Melodious and mournful music flowed out from his fingertips. The gods who heard the music stopped what they were doing. The youngest God among them had only been born less than a year ago, the oldest God had lived on this land for thousands of years. He had witnessed the prosperity and decline of countless civilizations. He had long become one with this land. However, now, he was forced to migrate in order to survive, he had become a rootless leaf.
Many people's eyes welled up with tears when they thought of this.
The group of gods who first proposed the Garden of Eden, led by ISIS, were busy with the final phase of the work. They were selecting babies to be the Tinder and arranging the construction tasks after they arrived in the New World.