Humanity Still Has No Idea

Genre: grotesque, surreal, novel premise, no-brainer, written on a whim, debut work

(Note: This novel is completely over the top. If you can't understand it, that's definitely the author's fault. It's recommended reading when you're feeling lost.)

Where Jiahao stands, storms rage; all await the return of the divine.

Jiahao dwells in the world amid countless tears; seeing the divine, he still walks north against the current.

In the uphill battle, everyone retreats; in the end, even mortals shed tears of perseverance.

Fate makes the divine become Jiahao, and Jiahao retreats; the divine regrets it, but Jiahao will not stay.

As a series of inexplicable phenomena take shape, secrets buried beneath the world's fragments at the end of time are unearthed.

Humanity has touched a boundary it should never have crossed. This is a leap for civilization, and a desperate new beginning.

Perhaps someone can escape this fate. Maybe one day, in some unknown corner of the world, a person will rally all the forces on Earth and use reason to try to collide with chaos, utterly striking down the reflections upon those two thrones from the firmament.

Then humanity will chart a new course for its civilization, turn its gaze toward the vast cosmos, and seek the true value of its own existence. This is the ladder of evolution.