The mage who walks in the heavens
(Newbie's work, description is weak, if you don't like it, I'm sorry)
Traversing other worlds, cultivating magic, and conquering other planes, he discovered that every plane was a familiar world. Marvel,(CD, anime, Hong Kong, 2D, none of these currently available), and so on…
"Hmm? Doctor Strange wants to borrow my power?" "Agreed."
"What, Harry Potter got beaten up by Voldemort, and you want me to come over and support him?"
"Gandaph, don't be idle, go help!"
"What is it? The Holy Master ran out again?"
"Ghidora, go and exchange a few moves with the Holy Master. If you lose, don't come back."
Merlin looked at the messages sent by the worlds under him and could not help but sigh.
"It's really tiring to be the big brother of the myriad worlds. I want to retire!"
This was the story of a mage walking in the heavens.
Né de la violence, né dans la violence. Elle devra survivre, elle devra se battre pour contrôler son destin. Elle devra faire un choix entre l’ombre ou la lumière, l’ordre ou le chaos, la vie ou sa mort. Elle devra se faire une place dans la galaxie, quitte à la briser ou à être brisée par elle.