[Traditional fantasy, unsystematic, not brainless, growth type]
Ask the boundless earth, who controls the ups and downs?
The earthworms become saints, competing across the sea to be honored in the world; the slender rotting grass reflects the mountains and rivers and cuts down the stars.
It was an era of bright stars. Even if all living things were extinct and the world was destroyed, that period of splendid ancient history would still be engraved in the heaven and earth and would never be eradicated.
According to legend, in the ancient times, in a land of trouble, there was a man who rose up at a young age, defeated the emperor, and swept the world...
Our story begins with that person...
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