I transmigrated into a stone and drifted through the universe for billions of years. Time meant nothing to me.
When I fell into the Cangxuan Realm, my mind was numb. It took a century to “think” a single sentence.
They called me the Mountain God, offered me incense, and begged me to answer their prayers.
But I was only a stubborn stone that needed ten years to gather enough energy just to move a finger.
Until the greedy tried to refine me into a weapon, and the ignorant tried to smash me into paving stones.
Slowly, I raised my stone hand and pointed at the sky.
That day, stars fell and rivers changed their courses.
At last, they understood
I was no ordinary stone.
I was a god who had witnessed the birth and death of the universe, eternal and undying...
A god.
From a remote border town to a struggle for dominion over an empire, from the netherworld of the Nine Hells to battlefields beyond the heavens.
With a heart of stone, I observe the myriad laws; with my undying power, I protect all living beings.
When the apocalypse's demonic tide arrives, all beings kneel and beg, “Stone Lord, save us!”
I become a mountain and guard this world.
From then on, I am the firmament. I am eternity.
“Later, my legend spread throughout the heavens.”
“But few know that at the beginning of the story, I was just a stone that wanted to bask in the sun.”
New author, new book, please feel free to offer your criticism.
It started off well, but then it completely fell apart.