One Hundred Percent Liberated, I Am Invincible.

"Have I ever had the opportunity to refuse a 'gift' from fate?" He remembered the night of his 17th birthday, when the darkness that engulfed Yanbian completely enveloped him, and "fate" gave him two options. "God-killing" and "destruction". And the price is commensurate with it. This is the 2741st world he has "escaped" from, and he doesn't want to escape anymore. "Kill me, Yuandi." The boy woke up from a quagmire-like sleep on his 17th birthday.