Short story | Epic in scope | A god observes the development of human civilization
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Anya transmigrates as the sun god.
For thirteen hundred years, she has risen in the east and set in the west, day after day.
She's had enough.
So she comes down to earth and casually flicks down a spark.
The little creatures on the ground prostrate themselves and call her a god.
She watches them survive, multiply, build civilizations, and sing her praises.
It's starting to get a little interesting.
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She is eternal daylight, the sun that hangs high and never sets.
She comes from the wilderness and brings divine revelations to humanity.
Theme: The splendor of human civilization
Thank you so much. I feel that your writing is really good. I especially like the summary at the end of the chapter (the research part of later generations). It is really good and feels very good 😳 😳 ❤️ ❤️ [let me be healthy] [let me be healthy]
Like Milton, the author's heart is clearly human. The choice is very clever. The sun god is fire. The reincarnation in the extra story also holds the fire. It burns fiercely and brightly, then turns cold and silent, and then continues to live forever. Teacher, I don't want to see you in vain, I'll give you a shake 🙏
Congratulations on the completion ~ [Spreading Flowers] A very touching short story. The writing style is not gorgeous, but the story is great. After reading each chapter, I feel that I am still unsatisfied.
Is there any extra [Let me be healthy] [Let me be healthy], it's very nice 😳 😳 ❤️ ❤️