Corroded and Lost

The dreams that keep repeating, the brilliance flashing in the eyes, trying to resist the erosion of the gods but falling deeper and deeper, finding the true self in the lost way of seeking self-rescue, only to find that everything is just the layout of a higher existence? Precious life is just a tool for gambling in the supreme heaven. If you want to get rid of the erosion of the gods, you can only sink deeper and deeper. The universe is doomed to annihilation and the crazy gamble of the God of the future. The greedy devouring of the gods and the weak resistance of mortals. Can life save itself through the future of the universe?