It seems that I have never had a hometown or relatives.
Maybe I am just the representative of that god.
I can listen to heaven and feel hell. I am a tool used by those ignorant subjects to please God.
I don't know what my country looks like. What I see is peace and prosperity, but my servants say that our country has been in war for a long time and the people are in dire straits.
Since I can remember, I have only met one relative, my uncle, but he ascended, so I should be considered as having no relatives.
The gods disdain to talk to ordinary people, so I, a person who knows God's will, became their "treasure".
Later, I witnessed with my own eyes that war was coming and the building was about to collapse.
I have never seen such a tragic scene.
The general died on the battlefield, and the loyal servant fell into a pool of blood. I escaped from the palace.
Oh, by the way, I am that useless emperor.
The old dynasty is in ruins, and the new dynasty is rising.
A meteor streaked across the night sky, and the god who blessed our country was banished and replaced. . . . .
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Em.. I don't know why, but when I returned to heaven after helping a colleague, the other gods looked at me wrong? I saw a little pity in their eyes, yes, pity.
I want to find a fellow god to ask about the situation, but why is everyone avoiding me? Wasn't it quite enthusiastic before?
It wasn't until I was called by heaven to be punished that I realized that the country I was sheltering had been destroyed.
I have been exiled.
When I was in the mortal world, I tried my best to pretend to be a ghost, please people, and make money for myself, but I didn't know how to do it, and it was even self-defeating.
I finally made some money, and I shared it with a group of children who were in trouble.
Because I feel that it is my dereliction of duty that makes them so miserable - even though gods cannot interfere in mortal affairs, they cannot even speak.
One day I saw a poor child being chased. The child didn't say a word when I distributed food and money, and he didn't rob like other children. I paid attention to him.
I forgot that my magical powers couldn't be used. I only remembered after I rescued him.
So——
I was also chased by the way.
Bai Qie Hei, the little emperor in trouble* warm-hearted and talkative old gods
Concept: People will change