The Lord of the World's Gods
A game of becoming a god, a broken divine persona, the longevity that all living beings sought was right before their eyes.
Fighting with barbarians in the wilderness, fighting with eagles in the sky, negotiating with mermaids in the deep sea…
Dragons, Titans, Frost Giants, Elves, Blood Race, Orcs, Dwarves... Myriad races fought, and planes fought.
Epic?
When the army conquered this land, their deeds would be epic a hundred years later.
Legend?
When I established the empire, it would become a legend a thousand years later.
Myths?
When I ascend to the throne, I will become an immortal legend ten thousand years later.
The wind of leaves
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😘Where forth art thou my little bun. 🥰Where forth art thou my big bun. 😍 With these kinds of stories, I wish they’d post chapters that’d end without us readers feeling 🤬😡