My Path Has No End

The vast universe, the cycle of life and death. In the eight centuries of life and death, everyone praises the merits of the Emperor of Heaven, who buries and harvests the souls of the dead without knowing the glory. The ninth century is approaching, and the young man has risen from his humble beginnings. His existence is a "mistake" that triggers the most terrifying and strange existences up and down the river of time and space to transcend life and death, and vows to strangle them. However, in every fatal situation, there seemed to be echoes of the future coming across the long river of time, leaving him with a glimmer of hope. Is it caused by some unknown cause and effect, or is it an eternal situation set by oneself? From a fragment of scripture, to the murmuring on the ancient road in the starry sky; from the sea of ​​stars, which is regarded as a cage, to the top position overlooking the eternity. He fought bloody battles along the way, stepped over endless corpses, and uncovered a truth buried for eight centuries of life and death: Is the so-called pinnacle of the universe the ultimate freedom, or... The beginning of another bigger prison?