I once heard Hongjun lecture on the Dao, saw the Wu and Demon clans battle for dominion over the heavens, helped Nuwa create humanity, and discussed Zen with the Buddha.
I saw Shennong taste every herb, witnessed the calamity that sealed the gods and executed the immortals, and saw the Buddha claim dominion over the heavens during the Journey to the West.
I drank with the Jade Emperor, debated the Dao with the Three Pure Ones, watched Chang'e dance, and heard the Monkey King boast.
I was an all-powerful primordial expert, an emperor admired by all. Then one day, I died unexpectedly and was reborn on Earth as a dad. And my daughter doesn't seem to be ordinary, either...
P.S. This is probably an invincible dad story with a Primordial Era setting!