Be the God of Death in the Universe

The thick smell of blood permeates every corner of the earth. Mountains of human corpses are like rolling mountains. The clear rivers are no longer clear. Instead, fine pieces of meat of different sizes and bright red blood are soaked in every river on the earth. … There is no so-called bright rising sun here, nor is there a so-called silent and bright night. There is only a black mist shrouding the entire earth, and a red round unknown object hanging above the earth. … "I hear the cry of life in the universe, but I can't do anything." "I heard the distant country calling my name heavily, but I didn't know where it was." "I heard..."