Possessed by an Ancient Evil Spirit from the Start

I’m just a shop assistant at an antique store.

Night Watcher: “You are a symbiote, one in a thousand years.”

Purifier: “You are a virus and must be eradicated.”

Messenger of the Abyss: “Lin Mo, join us. You will no longer be an ant, but a god of the new world.”

I looked at the chaotic, crumbling world before me. “To hell with being a god. I just want to survive.”