This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world. “Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.” “Tsk! You think I’m stupid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Myth-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.” I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.
Fissures? If the Undead Emperors had never been solid to begin with, why would there be any fissures between them?
Any mage would forever search for the endless truth. Archmage-level existences would pay a certain amount of respect to and treat each other with some friendliness since they would all be comrades searching for their own truth. They would only pay superficial respect to the Gods, out of deference only to the Gods' tremendous power and in order to avoid trouble.
A pure mage would never truly lower their head to any powerful existence. A powerful enemy would only pique a mage's interest and curiosity, making the mage want to analyze, dissect, and learn from the enemy's power, and then become even stronger than their enemy.