Ember of the Gods

My name is Ying Xing. In countless reincarnations, I have seen gods fall, mortals ascend to gods, and comrades in arms shed their last drop of blood in my arms. I thought everything would be fine after killing all the ten gods and ending the damn reincarnation. I was wrong, because of this mistake, I fell into endless reincarnation again, and this was my last chance. When the stars streak across the night sky, the silent Kingdom of God once again shines with brilliant light. The ancient gods awaken from their slumber, but most people in this world are still worrying about tomorrow's bread. Behind the rich people's indulgence, the poor people are struggling in hunger and cold. In the darkness beyond the reach of the sun, those red-robed monsters were still watching all this from the shadows, looking up at the stars, waiting for the arrival of their scarlet lord. The abyss also returned with the stars. I stood on the ruins, holding in my hand the only lollipop left by my senior sister. Sugar is sweet, but the world is bitter. My name is Ying Xing. I am a god and a god-killer, a dead soul from the previous world. Can I regain a glimmer of hope for those who are still struggling in this fucked-up world? Have no idea. But before I fell, the eye of the abyss was still looking at the world. When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you