Dead Tired

In the distant past, there lived Harold — the mightiest lich of all, a master of arcane sciences, and a challenger of gods. After reaching the pinnacle of his power and finding it surprisingly bland, he waged a cataclysmic war against the gods, aiming to shatter the very system that confined him. Then he took a nap. An incredibly long nap that ends with a jolt, thanks to an unwitting adventurer who trips into Harold's crypt. Blinking into the torchlight, Harold finds a world he barely recognizes — no more swords and sorcery, but cultivation, celestial sects, and far too many pretentious dialogues about the path to godhood. Harold has a single ambition: to slide back into his uninterrupted eternal slumber. But the cacophony of quarreling sects and smug martial artists seems determined to keep him awake.

Harold is awake once more. Upon discovering that the new gods have been using his phylacteries as batteries to sustain themselves and grow more powerful, Harold has decided to take back what is his. Accompanied by his faithful butler, his maid Alex, and a limpet that just won't leave no matter how often he teleports her over the nearest lake, Harold journeys north and east. The Flaming Steppes await — an untamed land where great mantises roam and a few fiery sects have made their homes. They are not prepared for Harold and his companions.