No Matter What You Are, Cut Them All Down

This is a story about traveling by chance and doing whatever you want What? Reconciling the agreement? Kill kill kill The arrival of higher dimensions? Kill kill kill Sauron Zerg? Kill kill kill The fourth disaster? Kill kill kill Demonic invasion? Kill kill kill In countless worlds, some people have become immortals and ancestors, some have established godless dynasties, high-ranking people look down at the heavens, and lowly people are hysterical to please the superiors, praying for a bit of strength. No one cares about the existence of ordinary mortals. They are always just a line on the chessboard, a background wall in the battle. Or cannon fodder for righteousness. I can't control anything, I don't understand anything, but I know that it is only right to repay debts and kill people to pay for their lives!