[This is a slow-paced story, not a mindless power fantasy]
The human race faces imminent destruction.
Aliens have come from the void, devouring memories and erasing history, intent on making humanity disappear without a trace.
But they forgot one thing:
Some names have long been etched into the very bones of a people; some spirits can be reborn even after a thousand years!
I have wagered with the gods: I will get there before they do!
When Wang Yan finds the first spark of fire,
figures recorded in history appear. They are themselves, and yet not themselves.
On the arena stage, an ancient being falls. In the global live broadcast, billions weep for this victory.
It is neither a superpower nor a miracle,
but one person after another who truly lived, loved, and fought, standing once more on the front line of civilization.
"Tell those who come after us: the human race has never knelt!"
