When human beings murmured prayers to the void in their trivial daily life - God, please let me pass the exam/be promoted/get my wish..., They never expected that the gods would really look at them.
To humans, ants are tiny ants; to humans, God is the same - He is a naughty child, looking down at the human world like a tragedy and comedy in a glass box, and rewriting the trajectories of billions of creatures with a flick of his fingertips.
So disaster struck.
The girl Chensheng rose from the ruins, transformed from "Mo Mo" into "Iron Kite", and finally swallowed up despair in the name of "Chensheng" and ignited the last fire of civilization.
She roared to God: "Born from stardust, seeking life for all!"
However, in the final battle, she died together with the "imitation" created by God.
But above the Son God, there is still the Mother God, who restarted the world.
The world after the restart has vague scars:
The strongest guardian returns from mortal life, but his divine power remains but his memory is like broken stars. Only instinct remains in the cracks in his memory;
The disappearance of the demigod Taiyi, is it the price of restarting or the prelude to a deeper chess game?
The naughty god has not left, and the gaze from outside the dimension still penetrates the world like a cold blade;
Among the scraps of the Star Project, the awakened person awakens with fragments of memories born in the world, shaking the script...
The gazes of ants and urchins intertwine to form an eternal paradox:
People look at ants like gods, do gods look at people like children playing?
She lost her memory, disappeared, spied on Him, and the variables dormant in the stars - under the restart, the fate of mankind once again hangs at the junction of dust and stars.
This time, can the ant's struggle sting God's finger? In the cold trial, will the glimmer of light finally tear through the eternal night?
