Mythology Across the Globe: I Awaken as the Great Sage Equal to Heaven from the Start

The apocalypse shatters myth. I am Qitian, and my staff shall smash the abyss! When the “Abyssal Rift” descends, Earth becomes a battlefield of light and darkness. The blazing sun hangs overhead, while beneath our feet lies absolute darkness that devours all. Myth awakens, but brings no salvation: Nezha becomes a world-ending demon child, Thor transforms into a thunderous tyrant, and angels fall with broken wings into the eternal night… The gods of East and West have all succumbed to darkness! And in the ruins strewn with corpses, I awaken, my mind exploding with a boundless battle lust “Old Sun is back!” The shattered remains of the Golden Cudgel in my hand, the Seventy-Two Transformations beginning to emerge. This time, I won’t fight Heaven or wreak havoc in the underworld. I have only three things to do: Smash through the dark forbidden zones, from the demon-corrupted Celestial Court in the East to the gates of Hell in the West. Crush the corrupted gods. Thor’s hammer? I’ll bend it with one blow! A fallen angel’s sword? I’ll snap it with my bare hands! Rescue my friends from the deepest darkness. I’ll grab the demon child Nezha by the collar and roar, “Wake the hell up!” But the true horror has only just begun The zombie hordes are actually Cthulhu’s tentacles, and the gigantic corpses of Titans crawl out from beneath Mount Olympus… At the end of the darkness, a pair of eyes more ancient than the Milky Way watches this “Twilight of the Gods.” “Qitian?” I point my staff at the abyss and sneer. “This time, I’m going to crush the Age of the Apocalypse!”