From the Start, a Meteor Hits Me in the Face: Ten Thousand Years Later, I Want to Enjoy Life

This poor old soul was hit in the face by a meteorite the moment he transmigrated. Before he knew it, the years had carved ten thousand marks of fate into his destiny, and, by sheer chance, kept him safe from the ravages of time. As the oldest yet youngest being on the Loren Continent, Yu Cheng has only one thing to say: Cut the nonsense and find me some clothes to wear, now.