At last, Volume 2 was finished.
Same old rules—I'll give this volume a brief summary. Friends who don't want to listen to Sanjiu ramble can skip this~
I originally thought this volume wouldn't be too long, at least not longer than the 550,000 words of Volume 1. But as I kept writing, I realized that, before I knew it, it had nearly reached 700,000 words... A little long, but not padded.
Well, at least I don't think it was padded... Every plot point and line of dialogue had its purpose, all linked together. Can that really be called padding? (doge)
A lot of what I wanted to say was already covered in the wrap-up for Volume 1, so I'll skip it here and get straight to the summary.
The theme of Volume 1 was "gods": Seraph, Yang Jian, Xiao Hei Lai, Primordial Celestial Venerable, Poseidon, Hades, Loki... It was the beginning of everything, a story of "gods" protecting "humans."
But Volume 2 was different.
The heart of this volume was no longer those "gods" who could command the wind and rain, but one ordinary yet great "person" after another.
Old Dog Wu, who pretended to be ill and withdrew from the world; Li Deyang, who guarded the frontier alone; Chen Han, still inexperienced in the ways of the world; Baili Pangpang, reborn from despair; Miao Su, Guangshen City's only Night Watchman; the Ninth Seat, an undercover believer; and those Human Apexes...
Who said this world had to have gods?
Amid despair and darkness, those who dared to stand before countless others shone with a light even more dazzling than the gods.
In this volume, the only four words Sanjiu truly wanted to write were Ye Fan's long-cherished wish:
Man Conquers Fate.
I wonder whether any readers noticed that the five