[Cthulhu Background + No System + Abilities + Not the Holy Mother]
The universe is dying, and I am its last words.
Before the age of fourteen, Lu Yan thought the world was just the walls of an orphanage, the formulas in textbooks, and the silent stars in the night sky.
Until that rainy night, he saw another side of the world:
——Stars are not sources of light, but festering wounds.
——The Milky Way is not a river, but a necrotic nerve bundle.
——Every time a supernova explodes, it is an organ failure of the universe.
He passively opens his eyes and becomes the "discoverer" of pain.
From then on, knowledge became poison, and power was accompanied by madness.
"I know the universe is dying. But I will write a decent epitaph for it."
This is the echo of the end, a suicide note of last words, and the story of a young man who goes against the will of heaven to find the meaning of existence in a dilapidated world.
Reader comments
Finally I've written Chapter 5 [laughing awkwardly]
Finally I've written Chapter 5 [laughing awkwardly]
The author's writing skills are very good