In the year 305 of the New Lunar Calendar, the god is dead.
Their corpses were dismembered by the giant consortium and turned into the energy that drove the Neon City forever into the night, turning into a fuel called "ether".
In a wasteland corrupted by radiation and greed, Sheela is a despicable liar.
She has no powers, no backing, only a mouth that can confuse people, and a ridiculous trait——
[Cognition is reality]: As long as enough people are deceived, lies can tamper with the laws of the world.
At the beginning, it was reduced to cleaning up the "inferior consumables" on the list. Facing the roaring chain saw, Sheela elegantly put on white gloves.
She smiled pitifully at the executioner who was about to execute her:
"My child, who allows you to raise a butcher's knife against the Creator?"
Since then, an ancient legend has spread in Neon City.
Some say she is the true god who has awakened in the past, while others say she is the indescribable abyss.
Billions of believers crawled at her feet and kissed the hem of her skirt passionately.
Only Sheila herself knew that when she sat on a high throne and looked down at all living beings, there was only endless coldness and desolation in her eyes.
——This is a performance that cannot be stopped.
Once exposed, she will die without a burial place.
"I weave lies all over the sky, just to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods as a mortal in this hell."
