Pilgrimage to the Supreme God

I heard that God created the world in seven days, but it was the apostles who held the authority. The force of the landslide tears apart the sky, and the storm crouches under its feet like a tame beast. This is the path to the stairs built by the morning star, and no one can stop it. I will not forget that when the songs from afar are played, I will still remember the dance music that was completed for me alone under the campfire, even though the world is full of lies and thorns. I will also rewrite it, a perfect ending. The bright purple and red places are the best.