Stepping up the red steps, wrapped with vine tangerines. In a strangely familiar round log house, inside was a middle-aged man, with a sharp beard named Grene.

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Telling this story from a third point of view seems a bit difficult for me, I would like to tell from a practical point of view, this is somewhat autobiographical anyway.

I am god, or that is the name I am most associated with.

The story of Doomsday's God, is about my hobbies, about days I met you, or your empty souls deep inside.

The name Grene is that I took it myself for a long time, I don't remember why and when, but there are also people who called me a devil or a saint or something. Readers can call me Grene. My second favorite nickname is probably "Doomsday's God", given to me by an author. That author also kind of inspire me to write this novel of my own. Though I don't seem to be very good at writing, but time is the only thing I have.

I like to drink and invite people to drink when I talk, not because my mouth gets dry, but because I want to.

I wonder what story should I tell in the first chapter? There are many stories I want to share, whether I invite people to my place, or I meet them in person. There are a few stories I think will suit your eyes. I hope?