Blank Name

Born because of the name, established by stealing the name. The gods stole the origin of chaos, sealed the mother body in the Wuming Abyss, and tampered with the prologue of heaven and earth. Tens of millions of years later, the godhead will collapse and the human world will be like a furnace. Mortals sacrificed to the scribe Shendu, renewing the destiny of gods and crossing the common people with one stroke. He does not fight for heaven or worship gods, but only keeps three meals and fireworks in Mocheng. But when he writes a word, the buried truth cracks open an inch; The deeper the crack on his wrist becomes, the hotter the name stolen by the gods becomes. All living beings have names, all gods have status, but chaos has no name. God said he was a calamity, he said—— "I'm not here to save you. I'm here to pay you back." The last sacrificial article is not written to the gods, but only to myself. Fireworks in the world are the only hot fire in the eternal coldness.