Immortal Road Book Thief

"Who are you?" His leering gaze shot down from the bottom of the distant clouds, stimulating Han Sheng's brain nerves. "I created this world, you are my creation." Han Sheng said calmly, as if he was not affected at all. He watched the protagonists he wrote emerge one after another, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, "Everyone, would you like to start another prosperous age with me?"