As a top player in an infinite-flow game, Song Qian successfully carried on the tradition every predecessor had to uphold: hammering the Main God’s egg-shaped head into an omelet.
As a reward for smashing the Main God to bits, she won her freedom. At least she no longer had to stab people in the back against her conscience every day, or spend every night anxiously worrying that a mission would be so absurd she wouldn’t live to see the next morning.
She thought she could go home. Even without any close family, home was still her one and only obsession. But at the moment the Main God blew itself up, the space wall she split open to save her life led straight into the world of The King's Avatar.
Song Qian: Fine. Playing games sounds pretty good. As long as there’s no real-life, face-to-face PK, it’s not a big deal.
CP: The one and only official God of Glory, Ye Xiu
Theme: Glory really is fun. You can play it for ten years and never get tired of it
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