Mysterious Notes on the Sea of ​​Clouds

Those who become gods believe that they are immortal and will return no matter how many times they are annihilated. Little did he know that the irresistible and undetectable filth had quietly arrived. When the filth smeared many gods, a new god was born between the black and white. He brought changes to the gods and also brought hope to the desperate world. "Please let me go, I won't dare to do it again." "No, no, no! I don't want to die yet!" "I am a god, I am a god! How could this happen!" … "It's great, I don't have to be born again." "Becoming a god made me lose everything, and now I sincerely thank you." "Finally, I have finally received the redemption I have been waiting for..." … But now the new gods have arrived in one world, moving forward only for the slim hope that time speaks of.