Roaming the endless chaos, Yang Yin of the Eternal Chaoslands looked for the perfect place to sleep. Confronted by the prospect of almost unlimited longevity and a ridiculously high level of power, he roamed and drifted in the infinite universe almost unimpeded, gazing at the cosmic marvels, gathering riches and growing even more powerful.
Sitting on his little Boddisathva Chair of Enlightment, he gazed upon countless worlds, thinking.
"What can one do with unfathomable power?"
!!!: My laptop screen broke. Coming back in a few days with new chapters.
NOTE: This started as a Desolate Era fanfic (look at the tags.) Along the road it goes on its owm.
3000 words per week are assured. Chapters are strictly 1000+ words always.
Don't forget leaving suggestions about the story, I always love those.
