[Beast Control + Healing + Heavens + Management]
"This was once a dazzling galaxy where all the laws were singing together, but now it is a silent hunting ground where the unspeakable are raging. Above the starry sky, the greedy [Star Hunters] use the world as a disk, devouring the laws and chewing the origin; under the starry sky, ignorant humans use flesh and blood as shields, enslave the beast spirits, and linger in the desert of the soul."
In this deformed era where only the body is cultivated and the soul is forgotten. Power is the only truth, contract is a cold chain, and evolution is a gamble destined to be crazy. All living beings are sick, and the whole world is turbid.
Until I lit the bonfire named [Order] in the embers of the ruins. I run a small shop that no one is optimistic about, selling taboos called [Soul]. I listen to the cry of the abyss, mend the broken godhead, and mark a restricted area here in the chaotic torrent——
Under the myth, all living beings are equal. Above the myth, the gods are forbidden.
"Don't be afraid, although the sky is leaking." "But the scalpel in my hand can just repair the sky."
Reader comments
There are not a lot of cool stories and endless fights, and there are no brain-burning plots that are difficult to watch.
There are not a lot of cool stories and endless fights, and there are no brain-burning plots that are difficult to watch.