The Delusional Immortality Tax

With commercial ships speeding by, humanity's empathy gradually fading, less stable than treaties signed during wartime, and the truth buried beneath apathy, has the age once again become an object of lament for those who live in it? Perhaps in every century, people look forward to the future even as they smile bitterly at their bewildering present. Yet at least one thing can be certain, in every century: humanity can never surpass itself.

Is it the same even in a world of cultivation?

If you don't believe it, just try and see.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.