I Transmigrated into the World of Stands from the Start and Became a Stand User

After transmigrating by accident into a world of Stands, he gained a Stand of his own, only to discover that the wonderful life he had imagined didn't exist. All that awaited him was pain or parting.

The myriad races of the heavens struggle to survive, caught between abyssal monsters and so-called gods, all in search of the slimmest chance to live.

If there is no hope, then I'll become that glimmer of hope myself.

I will guard the abyss, slay the gods, and save the myriad races from disaster.

I hear you refuse to cooperate. Well, I'm sorry, but your race isn't among the myriad races.