Life Is Like a Dream: the Retirement Plan of the Old Gods

Life is like a dream, and I was once the bystander standing on the shore who could never get his shoes wet. The rules of the universe treated me like a virus and blocked all my senses. I thought I would be so bored that I would reach entropy and heat death, until I accidentally touched the string of "dreamland" during my long drifting. That was the first time I "spoke." In other people's dreams, I corrected a wrong decision and saved a life that should have been cut off. At that moment, I felt like I was "alive". From that day on, I made a plan—a plan on how to "retire." I don't seek immortality or power. I just want a skin that will age, a name that can be remembered, and a decent funeral. So, I became the oldest night watchman and the most mysterious dreamer. It took me a lifetime to finally transform myself from an "old god" into an ordinary, cursing old man. Now, my retirement plan is finally complete.