Humanity's War Against Heaven

Since time immemorial, there has been one Origin, three thousand great worlds, and countless small worlds, all destined to return to one. The myriad races devour mankind, and endless wars rage between them. Our ancestors struggled to survive, making their way through the cracks. They carved a path through the wilderness and won their place in creation, then left behind the flame of their heritage for humanity to carry on. Only then could mankind survive. Time waits for no one, and we have yet to claim our place in the world.

The battle songs of the Nine Heavens rose, and the heroes of all races wept. Humanity began its campaign against Heaven, piling bones into mountains. Flesh and blood built the road to Heaven, and heroic souls filled the world. We lamented that there was no more time. Given the chance, we would surely have fought Heaven. One battle shattered the Origin, and the worlds split apart once more. Humanity lost its heritage, leaving behind only an eternal regret.

Only the Origin Realm remained. The laws within it were gone, and the Dao could no longer be seen. Humanity had to awaken its wisdom anew just to survive. Who could know the hardship of that struggle? When the day comes that the myriad worlds unite once more, those who are human among them will be fewer than one in a thousand. The myriad races will devour mankind again, and the Origin will have no heritage left. What will become of humanity?

Some may inherit the legacy and travel the myriad worlds, creating the Origin Realm anew and rekindling the flame of heritage. Only then will cultivation be possible. The heavens are the most merciless of all. Without these heavens, I would roam freely between Heaven and Earth. We of this generation must...

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