Starting with One Kidney, I Will Become the Son of Guixu

The outer gods have gone, and the six corrosion marks are like shackles, squeezing into the bones and blood of civilization. The New World Contract Federation, the Eclipse of the Contract - they turned the world into an account book, marked prices freely, discounted human rights, and counted failures as liabilities. Use trading rationality to colonize everything, win the world, and lose empathy. The East Asian Shinto Federation, the Eclipse of Service - they refined attachment into abilities, chose to delete them, and drained their spines. Serve the strong with a kneeling posture, learn to be humble, and forget why. The Alliance of Western European Civilizations, the Eclipse of Forgetfulness - they cut history into pieces, their lessons became ineffective, and their memories returned to zero. Imprisoning the present moment with a crystal castle, blocking the way in and blocking the way back. The third Rome in Europe and Asia, the erosion of suspicion - they devalued trust as treason, addiction to loneliness, and sin as warmth. Building the country with ice coffins and frozen soil, locking oneself, also becomes a remains. South Asia's karmic alliance, the erosion of caste - they write caste into the algorithm, lock fate, and resist deletion. Use sophisticated technology to worship oppression, bow down to Brahma, and crush the untouchables. The Holy Alliance of the Crescent Moon, the Eclipse of Wrath - they refine humiliation into holy fire, the holy war is eternal, and they burn themselves as sacrifices. Burn everything with eternal fire, consume your enemies, and burn up every raised hand. ----Two hundred years later, midnight in Los Angeles. A young man who was missing a kidney stood up from the blood and touched the scar with a bow on his lower back.