The God Hunter's Plan Is Broken

You can forget history, because what is recorded in the history books is nothing more than the glory engraved by the victors; but you can never tamper with history - the truth is like the stars, silently hanging in the sky, eternal. When human beings try to piece together the past with the help of fragments of documents, and use shallow knowledge to place disparate souls on the altar of self-righteousness, that period of history has quietly died in the vast space and time... Why do humans harbor delusions of cultivating immortality? Just because there is diluted divinity flowing in our blood. The god is high in the sky, looking down at the race that looks similar to him. Watch them rise and fall like morning dew, rise and fall in love and hate, fight for vain fame, and sacrifice everything for the misty peace... In all spiritual beings, if ambition and power meet, they will inevitably breed wild thoughts that blaspheme the creation. "Killing gods? How ridiculous..." The gods among the stars clapped lightly, without moving their fingertips or opening their lips. The human stars that once flickered like fireflies have turned into a wisp of dust forgotten by the universe and fell into the eternal night.