My Blood Can Swallow

"Every drop of blood I swallow is my own ashes." Vampires, werewolves, "god" cultists... These things that usually seemed impossible have now become reality one by one. "When night falls and the moon opens its eyes, we have nowhere to run, we have no choice." Under the dark night, pairs of blood-red pupils were ignited, "We can only fight!" The most real side of the world is unfolding in front of the world. How can a small mortal resist the anger from them? "Where are they?" "Who are they?" The man touched the little boy's head and looked at the moon in the sky, "They are gods." The little boy nodded and looked at the moon together. He felt that the moon was so round today. "Why fight?" "For... Killing God!" (The later foreshadowing is recycled and exploded, the introduction is weak, please move to the main text!)