Sup, my name’s Everlast. I’m from the modern world. I died and came to the immortal world. I trained and broke through the foundation realm into the core realm. Then I stopped cultivating. Why? I found something I loved. I found a piece of land. I had focused on formations throughout my entire cultivation path. So I used everything on this one piece of land. Then I made the Eternal. The Eternal is my base. It’s walls are strong. It’s towers have the power to eliminate most cultivators. The foundation has turned into Eternal stone. The farm is protected. The entire base is covered in thousands of traps and turrets. Formations spread from one end of the castle to the other. Then one day, my base came to life. Becoming Eternal. It calls me the Builder. I call it the young fool. It has the ability to cultivate on its own. I have the ability to grow strong with it. Now Eternal has to deal with the unwelcome intruder. A Heaven Stage Dragon. It wants to take Eternal and tear him to pieces so he can take the glowing structure piece by piece to its layer. Its attacking using its signature fire breath… too weak. My formations activate and millions of weapons cut down into the dragon. That looked cool. Sort of like a beam of holy light. I think that's what the dragon thought too. Eternals feeling of smugness… I feel it always. I rap my hammer on the bricks. He sends me the feeling of pain. I reply by telling him to not get overconfident or I’ll smack him again. I still feel proud about it though. I spent countless years working on Eternal. I look at my flawless skin. I still don’t feel that I’ve aged at all. But I know it’s been a long time. Eternal, this old Everlast will build you up when you fall. And help you till I finally fall.

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