A Tale of Cultivation in the Cthulhu Mythos

The universe lies in ruins. An apocalyptic game begins, the gods descend, and all living beings suffer. I am but an ordinary man, yet I have a move that can shatter corpses, slay demons, kill monsters, wipe out ghosts, murder gods, and bury immortals. The Three Progenitors, Nine Emperors, Twelve Kings, and Six Sovereigns guard Shanhai Pass. The swordsman is dashing, the mace wielder follows close behind. One slash splits a mountain, three punches drive a man mad. Unaware of the mirror beyond the play, unaware when we may return to the void. A match made in heaven, a bond forged in a previous life. No angst in this whole story, so enjoy without worry. The universe burns with heat. Who will rule it? The world begins from the start, and the gods watch the battle. A dead end in the mirror, a living person in the play. I enter the game with my body, and stake my life as a piece. I wanted an ordinary life, but fate had other plans. A group chat of immortals, and the occasional stroke of luck. Lift the veil and seek the truth. No romance in this whole story, so enjoy to your heart’s content.