The Super Ancient Giant of the Final Era!

I woke up from history. Civilization and epics have come to an end. The body is as big as heaven and earth, and everything you see is devastated. Loneliness has become the eternal theme of my heart. Making bows and arrows is just to fill the stomach, drilling wood to make fire just to make cooked food, drinking from clear springs just to quench thirst, living alone in the wilderness, not knowing the spring, summer, autumn and winter. Until, one by one, little people so small that I couldn't see them jumped up from the ruins of civilization, built ladders to the sky, and finally came into my sight. Awkward words came from his mouth. "God, please come to earth!"