On the top floor of the Tower of Gods...
Sat on his black throne once more, Tun Shizhe saw the catastrophe strike the land of the living. This was a scene he had seen many times. Human avarice was at its height at this particular time. Some people cannot accept death, and they will want you to live on.
Numerous people had come to his tower in prayer for survival, hoping to be saved. People would stop caring who it was in their hour of greatest need as long as they could save them. It does not matter if they are gods or devils anymore—what matters is that they can endure. Regretfully, he had no desire to act as a wish-granting god for humans at this time. Other than the people he had been waiting for, he sealed the tower to keep others out.
