Imperial Records of Gods

If I am like grass, the wind will bully me; if I am like a tree, thunder will strike me. I wish to reach the ninth heaven, step on the Milky Way with my feet, and hold a fairy in my hand. The otaku was playing games at home, but he was tricked unexpectedly. His soul was extracted and his body was scorched. He waited for millions and tens of millions of years before finally seeing the light of day again. One day, a young man walked into the mine and dug it out. The story begins from here...