Echoes of the Gods

"Li Bie, are you ready to say goodbye to your ordinary life?" "No..." "Good. You'll join me on a journey that will last hundreds, even thousands, of years." "?! When did I agree to that? Besides, can I even live that long?" "Then! Grip the Sword of Entrusted Fate, and charge at the gods!" Beneath his feet, the corpses of the slain gods slowly appeared, rebuilding the road that led to the throne. The self seated on the throne looked down at the king, or perhaps the king was looking down at him.