Everyone is Fighting for Survival, But My Clones are All Goddess-level Girls

The universe shattered, darkness descended. Su Wen transmigrated, discovering he possessed the ability to "split," creating perfect "fantasy vessels." In the decaying Starry Sky Forest, she was a silver-haired nun wielding a giant sword; in the frigid frozen wasteland, she was a pale witch commanding frost; in the burning infernal volcano, she was a crimson-eyed tyrant draped in red lotuses. White hair, crimson eyes, black stockings, leg rings, mature women, lolis… all were breathtakingly beautiful girls. Survivors hailed them as saviors, natives worshipped them as deities. But… only Su Wen knew that all of these were himself. His body had no independent consciousness; it was entirely a part of him. If he saw an adorable, cute girl, who would imagine that the aloof, majestic figure beside her was actually her true form?