I have been purged by God thirty thousand and one times.
Each time, they erased me from existence - my body disintegrated, my memory wiped out, my soul torn apart. Each time, I would wake up twenty-four hours later intact, as if nothing had happened.
But they don't know that every time I am reborn, I take away a fragment of the god.
Seven fragments coexist in my body. Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations, Nezha's lotus root incarnation, Ao Bing's power to control water, Bai Ze's omniscience, Taotie's ability to devour, Xing Tian's undying fighting spirit... They check and balance each other, making me the only barbaric agent in the two worlds who will not lose control.
He is also the only person who cannot be harmed by gods.
In the real world, I am an ordinary programmer in an Internet company, and I am overwhelmed by involution and guilt every day. In the fantasy world, I am a bug being hunted by all the gods - the ancient gods regard me as a mistake, the agents of the gods send people to recover me, the gods of mountains and seas want to devour me, and the fear group wants to use me.
And my only weapon is not these fragments.
Something I learned with every death: fear.
Involution, guilt-based education, social comparison, lack of sense of meaning - every fear in the real world can become a force against the gods. The Fear Group uses them to destroy the world, and I use them to rebuild the rules.
Nuwa said that I am the key to the balance between the two worlds. Sun Wukong said that I am the monkey who broke the cage. Primal fear says I am its other half.
I only know one thing: More than 30,000 people have died without success. This time, I don't want to escape again.
