Holy Pact Embers

When the gods descend from the sky, who can break free from the chains of fate? When faith is like a fabric and gods are like a forest, who dares to usurp the glory of the throne of God? When there is still a sky beyond the sky, who can pluck the stars and throw them into mundane lamps? ——In this world where magic and technology coexist, and gods and mortals walk together, Religion is the air, destiny is the law, and providence is the coat of arms engraved in the bones and blood. But Xia Qixing wanted to ask: If all sentient beings raise their heads to pray, can I lower my head and just trust in my own hands? If fate is like a thread and an oracle is like iron, can I use my mortal body to tear open a crack? This is a story about how "man" killed gods in the dust of the earth. It is an epic about man. He may not be able to transcend, he may not be able to blaspheme, he may not be able to reach for the stars, But he will eventually prove: People's destiny is not in heaven, but in people's own hands.