As the mist of myth gradually clears, revealing the outlines of reality, how will the world tell its next chapter? We live on this land called Ancestral God Star, celebrated as the cradle of the universe. Across this vast, boundless realm, countless ancient and mysterious myths have been passed down. Curious, I searched this world for its origins, and people told me the magnificent epic of Pangu creating heaven and earth. I asked about the mystery of humanity's origins, and they recounted the wondrous legend of Nuwa creating mankind. But when I sought the origins of the gods, they fell silent. Since they could not answer this mystery, I decided to set out and seek the truth myself.
I once traveled to a continent alive with ceaseless clamor and experienced the marvel of "a flower, a world." The South Sea and North Sea lay far apart, while Kunpeng flew back and forth along this mysterious path. Thunder and lightning recorded every miracle. In the extremes of light and darkness, Fuxi left behind the inherited wisdom of balancing yin and yang. Deep in the East Sea, a Dragon Palace truly stood, with the Sea-Calming Needle quietly guarding its waters. And above the ninth heaven, the legendary Celestial Court shimmered into view. Within the Imperial Banner, I witnessed the silent Six Paths of Reincarnation.
On the legendary immortal mountain lived Nuwa's last successor. Everything in this world mirrored the myths, yet where were the gods of old now? With my arrival, the wheels of fate began to turn, and the vanished gods appeared one after another in this world.
If this is a carefully laid game of chess, are we living beings the pieces or the players? And who is the opponent hidden behind the scenes?
Wang Po sells melons and brags about herself, so it's not convenient for me to say anything more. Huaiyang has my shadow on him, or I gave him some of my good qualities and some of my bad habits, so to a certain extent I can be equal to him. In order to write this book, I looked up mythology. I have read all the myths in the world. I prepared half of junior high school for this. Then I read a lot of strange books, such as encyclopedias of animals, plants, minerals, etc. For my own entrepreneurial dream, I also read books on economics. I thought it might be useful. I also read books on psychology and medicine. I thought I was good at science, so I planned to study on my own, and chose liberal arts instead. I received help from many people along the way. Some people gave me writing advice, some gave me inspiration, and some helped me conceive stories. I am very grateful to them... This series of books will be a portrayal of my youth, and it will also be a goal that I will strive for for more than ten or even twenty years. I want to write every book well. There are many characters in it, but I want to write them all fully, so I read some famous books and learn their methods of portraying characters. This theme is a portrayal of the world I longed for in childhood. To be honest, writing this book now seems like playing a game. I use the pen in my hand to create a world of my own. I look like a god. I can decide the fate of everyone, so I control myself in this world to accomplish what I want to accomplish. Some typical examples in myths, such as the turmoil in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, the fight for the Poseidon Needle, the riot in the Heavenly Palace, the battle with the four heavenly kings, and the creation of Pangu, I want to do it again in this world. At the same time, I am also thinking, if I were a character in these stories, what should I do? What can I do? So I started to get involved with Huaiyang and experience the entanglement of making mistakes on both sides, the joy of being rewarded after hard work, and the helplessness and unwillingness in the dead of night. He is also trying to change his life for the better, and so am I! When I discovered that studying might not be my way out, I was already trying hard. I have been trying since junior high school to find a way of my own! Some of my little friends say that my articles are not as good as those of the big guys, but this view is inherently incorrect. Literature is a constantly improving thing. If future generations cannot surpass their predecessors, how can they move forward? How to develop? I have stepped on the shoulders of those who came before me. If I can't do better, then it's my incompetence and uselessness! So I have been trying hard to write poems and poems. This is my ideal, I will work hard...