The World Awakens, and I've Cultivated for Thirty Thousand Years

While everyone else awakened supernatural abilities, he awakened memories from thirty thousand years ago.

The Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords? That was where he tossed his fishing line. The sacred alchemy grounds? Those were the holes he dug to plant flowers.

On the day aliens invaded, the ancestors knelt and begged him to step in.

He waved a hand. "Relax. Let me buy the hairtail first."