I was born on a sacrificial altar, with half a rotten divine bone embedded in my chest.
Mortal people respect God, worship God, and hope for God's favor.
Only I can see the truth——
God wears the cloak of holiness, his bones are carrion, he feeds on souls, and he uses living beings as livestock.
I am a child abandoned by heaven, a leftover bone from God's table.
The priestess said: Your life is written by me, and the ending will be broken bones and sacrifices to heaven.
I laugh.
If gods eat humans, then I will kill gods.
The destiny is a prisoner, and the gods are ghosts.
In this life, I will tear up the rules of heaven and bury gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
The day when all the gods die is the day when the world is reborn.
