Starting with Raising My Childhood Friend, an Ancient God

Inheriting a vast fortune and marrying his adorable childhood sweetheart had once been Xin He's dream. But somehow, that dream went horribly wrong. His childhood sweetheart wasn't a childhood sweetheart at all, but an indescribable monster. She was no longer soft and sweet, and she kept plucking parts off him to snack on. The inheritance was still an inheritance, but his unscrupulous relatives had already squandered it all. Furious and stumbling along, he had no choice but to embark on a quest to collect the debt. Along the way, he encountered one strange affair after another, and wave upon wave of danger. Green Sun, the Praisers, Time-Sharing Worms, White Coffins and Black Thistles, the Wine of Immortality… Only after witnessing those sublime and bizarre beings did he truly realize: the world does not belong to us. We are merely tiny insects parasitizing it. “They say that if you force your eyes open, the sublime cannot blind you, authority cannot bend your back, and terror cannot twist your heart. But I've never been able to see clearly. In this land of eternal darkness, watched over by Their gaze, is there truly a road that leads to a Happy Ending?” At the end of time and space, Xin He stood on a dark plain, gazing up at the boundless firmament as he strained to open his eyes wide. And so the universe opened its eyes too, and gently whispered to him: “What you see, what you hear, what you bathe in, you love us.”