There once was a supreme god who created a world, or perhaps it was because of the existence of this world that this god was born. No one remembers the past that was so far away.
People always care about forgotten things, and people always forget to find out the reasons.
"Chaos is the origin of everything, and it is also my origin. I am chaos, and I am also the world."
"I will strip off my intelligence and let my essence sleep underground. I will leave it to you for these thousand years."
"Why don't you understand me? You should be the one who knows and believes in me best! My half!"
This is my first novel. I have wanted to write about it for a long time, but my writing skills are poor.
He, be is uncertain.
Intention: My original intention is a bit ugly and naive, but I want to complete it