[Group portrait + young and frivolous + divine authority + no system + no brainlessness + no harem + high flammability in the later stage, please read with caution]
"Destiny is illusory, so where can humans find peace?"
Thirty-six gods descended into the mortal world, and from then on, the fate of mankind was deeply intertwined with the gods.
The alarm bell of fate has long sounded, and the end of mankind has not yet been determined.
The wind and snow in the far north roar, and the voyage to the west continues,
The youthful spirit is something that cannot be regenerated. They embark on a journey to find the answer.
They are bright stars. When the stars shine, the journey becomes meaningful.
May the stars gather together and light up the universe!
