Ends come for all things. Everything that is, everything that was, everything that could have been. I was there on that ancient day in the heart of Dellium; I bore witness to man's lust for power. The day of man's end. It began at man's finest hour, united in victory against the forces of a darkness, so ancient, not even I remember whence it came. Man, united with the gods drove back the darkness, cleansing the taint infecting Eronel, once the greatest and wisest of the gods. But the darkness deceives even in defeat, for it alone could not kill a god. Whispers of a flame capable of unharnessing the very power of the Eronel reached ancient Dellium. The hearts of man are fickle, swayed by power. What should have been man's final victory was twisted to seal their eventual defeat. A great flame was constructed to prevent man from ever suffering another war against the dark. Eronel was stripped of his power and in the struggle against the gods the once great city of Dellium was lost. Yet the flame worked, the Kings of Alendria ruled with divine power and the gods retreated from the domain of man. Ages pass; memories fade. Oaths, once spoken, fade into whispers. The enduring stones surrender their memories to dust. And now few remain who remember the tale. For ten thousand years, the once great bonfire raged in the heart of Alendria, a shining beacon at the heart of humanity. Now but a candle flickers on the edge of life. For not even a god's power can resist the passage of time. Even a god has an end. Where a light dims, darkness grows. Agents of the ancient foe, not seen in centuries, scour the land. Man stands alone, betrayer of the gods. In the growing dark of the final years of man, destiny weaves its final tapestry and I alone stand on the edge. If I do nothing, man's fate is sealed. Yet hope remains as long as the flame burns true. Intricate threads of fate fray, and those with the strength to shape the dawn of a new era may yet arise. For what was lost in the ancient days of Dellium may once again be found. Thank you for checking out I am as God as You! Out of all the epic fantasy tales ever written, I guarantee you, this sure is one of them! If you are expecting a LitRPG or progression fantasy, the closest you'll find here is my progression into writing myself into a corner. On a serious note, this is a traditional epic fantasy story filled with highs and lows, magic and adventure, ancient lore, and mythical beings. There's even some bad poetry - I wish that part was a joke! I sincerely hope you give it a try and get some small measure of enjoyment from it. Expect chapters (2500-3500 words each) to appear at least weekly, Occasionally there may be two or three chapters in a week. That's the plan, anyway, until I develop Alzheimer's and chapter 5 never appears. If you spot a missing comma or even catch me posting something that looks like the homework you did 5 minutes before class, feel free to tear me a new one in the comments! I welcome all manner of criticism and feedback, even of the needlessly hostile variety. While I would love to be the next Tolkien, let's lower expectations to this novel being the next token effort! Dive in and enjoy the ride! P.S. The name will make sense... eventually.