Three months before the end, I received an anonymous email:
"All realms will be unified, the end will begin; the blue star will be the core of three thousand fusions."
At that time I thought it was someone's prank.
Until the blood moon comes, zombies break through the city, and mythical ruins rise from the ground.
Until the high-dimensional creatures calling themselves "players" arrived and regarded me as an NPC.
They don't know——
My system is their parent system.
I can fully understand and analyze everything, and I can also create everything with omnipotence.
Now, Three Thousand Worlds is integrating into Blue Star.
And I, with 580 billion assets in my hand and the omniscient system of all worlds, stand above all players and mythical figures.
They say it's the end of the world.
I said, this is my time.
