My father is the Lord of Three Thousand Worlds, a man born at point x. Although I have implemented the poor support policy for him for a long time, I still don't hate him.
My biological mother hanged herself on my father, cried and threw the baby, and lived as a disgrace to Mary Sue.
And my adoptive mother, Concubine Xiang, also known as the Princess of the Galaxy, especially likes to fight with my father's women. And besides fighting, she only knows how to fight.
In such a devilish family, I resolutely proposed the brilliant plan of resigning from my job and running away from home.
But in a world full of oppression and resistance, ridicule and indifference, I was lost.
But I have not forgotten the original sincere goal, the deepest wish of my young heart.
Conquer it! My world is a sea of stars and seas!
Surrender! My future is infinitely bright—!
Scream! Whatever my sword can point to and whatever my eyes can see will be my journey without regrets!
My speech is over, world, please get ready. Deputy, it's your turn.
Shou: Yes, boss! I'm ready boss! Let everyone die, boss!
Third person (stroke) singular (stroke)