The era I lived through, that stretch of the river of time, was later called the Age of the Fallen Emperors.
I once saved a girl with her hair tied in little buns like goat horns, sealing her away for countless years until she emerged during a dark upheaval.
I created the Ancient Immortal cultivation system and left it to the world. I set out alone, seeking to learn whether reincarnation existed.
Only when I remembered everything did I understand that what I saw before me was not reality. She had revived me a million years later, but left me with only her worst memories.
At the moment the gods perished, I finally realized that I was merely one drop of blood, one lifetime, in someone's Myriad Ages Transformation in the river of history.
I am not him. I severed myself from the past and future.
The past no longer exists for me. The present is not my true self, and the future has no name for me.
On the road to Heaven, I bow before reincarnation.
"I would trade the path to eternal life for her to live one more lifetime."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Why not update it? Very well written.