I Am Not The God Of Acting.

Summary

The narrative unfolds in a realm where a shadowy figure, resembling a king with a crimson umbrella, emerges from the Sighing Wilderness. Despite its injuries, it strides confidently toward a master, who warns it to retreat. As they approach, the master manipulates space, creating a patchwork of worlds that encapsulates the figure. However, the figure defies this confinement, shattering the worlds with a mere gesture. Ultimately, it is sealed by four ancestral tablets, which bind it and suppress its power. The master, undeterred, demands the return of his disciple, asserting his authority over the situation.

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