This is not a story about someone who is invincible from the start.
It is the story of a boy who awakens in a lonely grave and spends millions of words slowly making his way forward before finally understanding:
The strong will make sacrifices, brothers will be separated, and the world is not as peaceful as it seems.
He witnessed all living beings, and only then became one of them.
He awakens in a lonely grave, remembering nothing.
Only a lazy voice lives in the divine altar, calling itself "A Guang."
Later, he learns:
Falling into the abyss is not the end. It is the beginning.
The abandoned heir of a great family he meets in the forbidden forest later becomes his brother.
The medicinal baths of Qingshan Town, the debates on the Dao in Gui'an City, the tides of corpses on the world battlefield, the countless warships in the Riftwind Theater
He has traveled through these places, losing some things and gaining others.
When ten black ships blot out the sky, and 1.2 billion survivors set out on their journey home,
he finally understands that he did not make this journey to become strong.
He made it so that, at the final moment, he could stand in front of everyone.
