[No heroine · A contest among the gods · Decisive and merciless · No System]
The old gods are crumbling in their obsession, while the new gods build cages in the name of order. And I am the only “blank” in their path to “perfection.”
Ji Xiu awakens in the wasteland, with the cold [Blank Protocol] branded into his mind.
This is a world imprisoned by “perfect answers.” Causality, reincarnation, war, devouring... the nine divine paths are all cages.
They call him a “vessel.” The old gods shape him, the new gods watch him, and every faction sees him as the key to the ultimate mystery.
Until he discovers that he can [inscribe] and [reconstruct] fragments of those collapsing paths.
And so...
When the absolute order of the Order Church erodes humanity, thorns that devour all things grow from his palm;
When the Daughter of Reincarnation offers him a false eternity, a rhythm that shatters destiny beats within his chest;
When the Eye of the Void passes judgment on the end of all things, he grasps the key called “uncertainty” amid the annihilation of everything.
I am neither a pawn nor a god.
I am the rift that tears the heavens apart, beyond every “correct” answer.
