Reboot and See You Later

In this medieval box garden where the gods were captive, Mo Yu had died ten thousand times. He once pierced the throat of God's Punishment with a long curled sword in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; He was also burned at the stake and watched a devout nun turn into charcoal. The sky is the painted dome, and all living beings are the puppets in the script. The "observers" from above looked down at all this indifferently, waiting to see him completely collapse in despair. He slowly lifted up his worn cloak and pulled out a scratched flintlock from the holster. "I don't accept this ending." Accompanied by the acrid smoke and deafening roar, he used mortal physics to declare his rebellion to the hypocritical gods. Even this time, I still failed. Next time, I will save everyone.