The Earth, this blue planet, has a certain number of deities, and these deities represent different concepts of creation gods. They control worlds that intersect and repel each other, and they each control a corner of this planet.

It is said that, hundreds of millions of years ago, these gods were all part of a creator god who, with his people, managed the development of the entire planet.

Creation of god, in order to protect its people, put them into different spaces to avoid a disaster, and stay outside to protect the world god of creation. But because exhaustion some of them collapsed in body and soul, splitting into many small pieces, falling everywhere becoming the patron saint of that area.

Even the gods don't know the details of a coming disaster which has long been forgotten. The incident may be due to it being an event that was too far away from now. The contents of this creation of myths, also because of time being varied; had no inheritance under what happened in those days. Even the gods themselves can't remember, although as a part of the creation of god, came down in the blood and soul of memory

But who cares? After all, most surviving deities think the same, and what's the point of caring if their own pleasure isn't thwarted?

Besides, since the disaster called "Annihilation of the Void" is over, it is better to seize the time to expand our territory to prevent the invasion of our territory by other gods than to care that no one can touch the "Creator God".

And all this, the creator god that headed Na-Jia long ago understood.

The Mountain Sea World of Eastern Dragon Theocracy capital, Kunlun is in a palatial golden palace. Na-Jia, the god of water, looks down on the whole hall with a solemn look. Sitting on the ice throne, she is noble and dignified.

Although she has unimpeded power and wealth in this world, Na-Jia is not satisfied with the status quo. She works hard for her own goal. She expands her ideas and power to the human world outside and tries to gain more human support.

Na-Jia reaches out and casts her spell in the air. She summons the Kunlun Mirror, the artifact that has always accompanied her.

The Kunlun Mirror is one of the numerous sacred articles of the god of creation. Its appearance is a simple green mirror, which can be changed to a certain size at will and is convenient for users to carry. Its frame is engraved with ancient runes that cannot be fully interpreted by gods.

It is enough to show users the image they want to see. As long as the user gives enough energy, and the target of selection is not located in a screened area; it can let users see through the space cracks, and even the range of image display, including the human world that maintains the connection of space cracks.

But these aren't its most powerful ability. It can make a powerful user watch the footage of space and time, even if the user's power strong enough, can drive it to divine the future. Rumor has it that its strongest ability is to transfer to the past and the future, allowing users to change history in a short time.

"Obviously, the universe is a sea of endless stars, but as gods, we are still hostile. We forgot the original as the creator god's dying will; forgot that we are all a family. Instead in this small planet, we are competing with each other, spitting on each other... it could bring mutual extinction... "

Na-Jia, the goddess of water, stared at the blue planet reflected in the Kunlun Mirror and felt deeply moved by the tiny earth. Then, the majesty in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by great sadness, and she looked like a planet goddess who took pity on all sentient beings.

After completing her daily duties, Na-Jia, the goddess of water, switched the images displayed by the Kunlun Mirror and began to view the oldest images stored by Kunlun Mirror. She tried to recall more memories, but unfortunately, she did not recall more.

"Sure enough, I still can't remember being in another universe."

Na-Jia, the goddess of water, sighed and recalled the Mirror of Kunlun. At the same time, a white figure slowly walked into the empty hall, which attracted Na-Jia's attention and restored her usual dignified image.

It is a height of ten meters, an old nine-tailed fox. Its body is white with long hair, the body does not seem to have a root mixed with other colors of hair, each long hair is emitting holy light, like a holy and beautiful spirit fox.

In every moment it exudes the ancient atmosphere left by time as if time could not easily erase it. Although its body gives the feeling of a rotten stake, as the green eyes of the olive gem tell others, the rotten stake hides a strong vitality, it is a germinating seed...

Instead of saluting Na-Jia, the old nine-tailed fox went straight up to Na-Jia and sat down beside her.

"My Lord, are you lost for any reason, and need the old crock himself to do it?"

The old nine-tailed fox grinned with a broad, knowing smile, and looked at Na-Jia with determination and anticipation in his eyes.

"Nine thousand years! The problems I worry about are mainly those of other worlds and the human world."

"Like in Europe, where the World Tree that supports the Nine Kingdoms is aging, or in Africa, where the Labyrinth of Fragmentation is facing serious spatial fragmentation?"

"Yes, although we are not responsible for solving these problems, mythological creatures and human society are now closely linked, and these things are beginning to concern the future of mythological creatures. Mythological creatures from different worlds must also unite and cannot be separated as before."

"Actually, I have a question that I have been wanting to ask for a long time. Have you restored the memory inherited from the god of creation?"

"Why do you worry about that?"

Na-Jia, who had been lighthearted and happy, suddenly turned serious and more serious. She stared at the old nine-tailed fox.

The nine-tailed fox, however, was not nervous at all. It just smiled and replied: "This decade has always been very caring about your contacting other gods and humans. Even then you almost dropped the ball. The wind god will no longer ignore this, yet you also willing to establish diplomatic relations with him; this really makes me feel strange about you. You've changed too much."

"Now that you're nine thousand years old, it's hard for me to say no. Yes, I did recover some memories from the god of creation, but some of them I can't tell you yet, because I haven't figured them out myself, and I can't jump to conclusions."

Na-Jia shook her head sadly, the nine-tailed fox did not feel anger and unwilling, it gave an understanding nod. It cannot easily read or understand the creator god's will. After all, as a creature living for a long time, though not a god, it has long life experiences and can also see through some truth in the world. There are even some things that he's not able to participate in.

"Well, then, can you tell the old man what you're doing for? Not just for the future of the world, or because humans and mythical creatures are getting closer together!"

"Nine thousand years! Nine thousand years old, your true nature is to live for nine thousand years, nine tailed fox!"

Na-Jia's mournful expression gradually relaxed, as if relieved, and trust came into her eyes as she stared at her nine thousand years old friend.