It is not every day when an Immortal dies, but just like any other creature they are cleaned up and lost to the earth. Today one such Immortal, a being on the edge of godhood, has died. He did not die in a spectacular way, just like everyone else of his kind. He was stabbed in the back. Because of jealousy he who was on the verge of becoming a god, stepping onto the stairs of ascension, was stabbed in the back by his elder brother who had taught him everything.

"W...Why would you... do this?"

"I have been on this journey for a long time, for millennia in fact. I am a magician who became an immortal through hard work and sacrifice and you who was adopted by master spent less than 2 hundred years and reached ascension. I was considered talented, I worked with no other goal in mind and you went and passed by me as if I was a stone on the roadside. The master I loved, stopped looking at me and gave you all his techniques even the ones he didn't give me! I won't allow it! I am the best! I will reach Godhood and meet masters expectations!"

"Is that so?..." He sighed " In the end, it has always been like this."

Ever since he can remember he has been betrayed. 

When he was a child he lived in the slums and had to steal to survive. he stole bread for a few other children and himself. He was never caught, however, one day a 'knight' came and gave a bronze plate to anyone who tattled on thieves and he was ratted out. Luckily he made sure that no one else would steal and only he was taken away.

While he was in a workers camp he mined all day I healed the wounds and protected the women from the guards. he gained influence until the lord came. He was a noble and wondered why the miners weren't depressed and gained a semblance of human rights, for entertainment he threatened to have all the miners and guards executed if the person who was responsible wasn't brought out. He was then sent out without hesitation.

The noble took him to a place called 'The Forest of Fallen Kings' and threw him in expecting me to beg him to spare me, But he wouldn't give him the pleasure and walked in. He survived for three years here on his own until he met the elder brother who taught and studied with him under their master.

Until today that is.

"Well it doesn't matter elder brother even if you become a god... my ashes will remain I will return to the universe and... all the gods will fall. They who see everything, they who think they will last forever will learn that...All Living Things Are Made Of Blood AND BONES AND THEY WILL RETURN TO THE EARTH!!!!!!"

In his last breath, he threw his older brother off the stairs of ascension. It wouldn't kill the jealous older brother but it will send him to the lower realms for centuries.

{Let Gods See, My Soul Live On}

{Let Those Who Have Talent Blossom In My Absence}

{To Scar The Gods Who Embody Sloth On Their Thrones}

{My Blood Scattered, By The Ancient Means Of Jealousy}

{Let My Will Bend Reality, Let Wrath Live On And Mark A Successor}

{Through My Bones Made Of Ash, Mark This Contract}

{It Will Find One With A fate So No Force Will Be Necessary}

{Even If Memory Lost, My Grudge Will Live}

{It Will Raise A Monster And It Will}

{CONSUME THE WORLD!}

This was something, not even the gods would see until it was too late, his was soul sucked into the void until a monster born, centuries later, under two dying stars.

This was the start of the story of 'The God Eater' Fenrir Heilms-elf the 'Final Demon King' and 'The Great Savior'.