The Deity in My Home Isn’t a District

This was the most absurd death imaginable. At home on the eighteenth floor, Xie Yanbai was hit by a flying heavy-duty truck and turned into a cloud of blood. This was the most absurd god imaginable. Wielding fate and transcending life and death, it used its divine power to resurrect Xie Yanbai, all while peppering its speech with the latest memes. Is it really a god? Xie Yanbai wondered. This was the most absurd era imaginable. Supernatural abilities erupted and heroes rose everywhere, ushering in a new century later hailed as a golden age. Yet the emergence of these abilities seemed closely tied to the appearance of gods. “You really did it.” Xie Shuyi lifted his eyes slightly. “You really came up with the phrase ‘The Second Twilight of the Gods.’”