Buried Alone in the Heavens

It was an extremely dazzling and prosperous age of cultivation. The rhyme of the Tao is like a waterfall, the genius is like the sun, and all the heavens and all the ways are in it. A coffin arrives. Crush everything and erase everything. Those years will no longer exist in time and will not be tainted by cause and effect. Only weirdness comes back. The three thousand remnants of the world are in turmoil. At the end of the heavens, a voice whispers: "I stand at the end of the heavens, waiting for you to come and bury them all." # Killing Decisive #Eastern Cthulhu ## All Heavens and Worlds