I, the only direct descendant of Daozu, will be the future sacrifice.
During the pilgrimage ceremony, thousands of immortals kowtowed and hundreds of millions of creatures chanted the name of God. But in my eyes, the supreme divine icon is just a breathing "blank" that swallows all things!
They say that anyone who sees it is crazy.
I'm not crazy, because the world has already gone crazy!
This is a world trapped in lies. The supreme "Xuanqing Dao Ancestor" turned out to be an indescribable thing?
In order to survive, I must put on the most pious mask, use the craziest gesture, offer the most fanatical hymn to the blank space, and live toward death under the gaze of the abyss. What I want to fight against is not a certain elder or a certain sect, but the world itself.
And the best way to fight against lies is to become a more perfect lie than God...!
Reader comments
The subject matter is very interesting, and the beginning is good, but it is very homogeneous and boring. The same routine is used over and over again. The protagonist is "parasitized - analyzed - counterattacked" over and over again. The emotional description of the first girl is very abrupt, and the second girl feels a bit contradictory. There is no foreshadowing, and the new elements are thrown out directly without any additional explanation.
The subject matter is very interesting, and the beginning is good, but it is very homogeneous and boring. The same routine is used over and over again. The protagonist is "parasitized - analyzed - counterattacked" over and over again. The emotional description of the first girl is very abrupt, and the second girl feels a bit contradictory. There is no foreshadowing, and the new elements are thrown out directly without any additional explanation.