I Went from Genius to Devil

"I can't die." Not immortality, not eternal life. But no matter what kind of destruction it encounters, it will reattach itself to a certain planet and it will not allow me to leave. I live, see, and feel in an inhuman form. I have witnessed the culmination of supernatural powers: some have evolved into gods, reshaping continental plates with a wave of their hands; others have degenerated into simple hunger, devouring all living things. A hundred years later, human civilization has long become a hidden line in the geological strata. The man who became a god knelt before me. Now there is only one rotten head left that can barely speak - ask me: "Who are you..." (I started writing it from junior high school until I graduated from high school, and then I will finish the rest of the plot.)