[Ensemble cast + Witness + Slightly Lovecraftian + Dreamcore + One heroine]
If the spring breeze still cared for flowers, those stormy years could come again.
Ephemeral flowers, a gentle evening breeze; dreams roll through a river of stars for countless autumns.
If Heaven had feelings, it too would grow old; in the wind, unspoken tears fall first.
A light boat gallops among the rosy clouds, daring to make the sun and moon bow their heads for a while.
I once saw the one from my dreams dance among the flowers, sword in hand amid drunken dreams, caught between love and sorrow.
Humanity's pioneers launch the Human Completion Plan!
Everyone can make their consciousness eternal! Everyone can live forever!
But...
The Seeker's answer sheet is blank.
The Dreamweaver sleeps forever.
The Immortal decays.
Witness, please become a god.
Also known as:
Can a Jaded Young Man with an Artsy-Fartsy Complex Become a God?
Super nice unlimited novel