Revelry Under the Night Sky

There is a cage in this world, imprisoning the spirits of all things and trapping their souls. There is also a mighty being who sees the myriad lives of the universe as actors in a play. To this being, everything in the world is a player.

So it carved out a pocket of space, imprisoned the spirits and souls of all things, and watched their joy, anger, sorrow, and fear. It lived through their lives to understand the Heavenly Dao and seek a breakthrough, hoping to attain immortality.

Yet nothing goes entirely as planned. The cage may be unstable, or the players may refuse to cooperate...

The story takes place inside this cage.

Background: The cage is a pocket of space carved out by the mighty being. Later, a divine object appeared within it, allowing it to form a world of its own. But this world is low-level, capable only of producing plants, so everything else that can move comes from what the space devours.

Actually, I just want to write a bunch of stories about dead people.

That is, stories about what happens after people die...