For killing the Chosen of seven gods, we find Allison Baile guilty of unsupervised ascension, the entity's punishment is to be banished to Lercia the world of wolves and sheep, and live seven lives as a sheep.

Allison gazed upon the beings setting judgement over him, Ashakana goddess of war, her champion was so stupid she literally killed herself when he challenged her to a duel in a secluded part of wyvern forest, all he had to do was sneak in an hour before and crush some eggs, then sneak again just to give the stupid girl a mercy stab to the heart.

Neharfatti the god of pleasures had a champion so drugged it was just a matter of brewing the right poison into his mix and watch him beg for death.

Lehalani the god of commerce had already warned their greedy champion but some deals are too good to ignore, and a couple of orphans with large inheritence for bait made even that sneaky girl lose her mind, should have remembered her own advice, if a deal looks too good to be true, it is, all allison had to do was volunteer for the execution when she got caught scamming the prince from his due taxes.

Eifomiat the goddess of innocense was a tougher cookie to crumble as her champion hid in a lonely tower on a lost island, so Allison faked a bout of redemption and the goddess herself sent the champion on a silver platter to his grinding war machine.

The other two gods remained hidden, Olamaroa and Emunisa gods of darkness and treachery, their assassin and rogue Champions died to their own schemes when Allison threw them against each other never even meeting them face to face before delivering the killing strike.

Knowing how the gods played their games Allison expected them to punish their own Champions with playing the wolves on this foreign exile world, it only meant he would get to hunt and slaughter them again with six lives to spare.

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Allison was born on Sempra already an old soul, finding out about the ascension of champions has lit a fire in him he thought lost on his earliest gaming days, but working to hunt down the Champions and killing them for their powers made his new life worth living.

Lights were drawn out of Allison's body, each god taking away what he had taken from the champions, powerless to stop them he used his dwindling spirit to hold on to a single item, interwining the god's eye he got from Emunisa with his definition of self, he should have known the greedy gods would not let him keep their boons, but he also knew they were sending them right back to him on the new world.

A tiny being of spiritual light, Allison was hurtled into oblivion before he could impose the God's Eye and see a herd of seep running, himself swallowed inside one of them, not swallawed gestating, the woolly creatures were grazing in a winter pen, and Allison had a very bad feeling that wolves were not his new people's greatest problem.

The farmer took his mother's herd to graze on a winter slope, a child of maybe twelve with a stick and an old dog that scared Allison's mother.

Allison noticed his mother was growing thinner than the others in the herd, and realized his skill was draining her life away, reluctantly he closed his eye and concentrated on his own budding life force, drawing mana through his mother's conduits had strengthened them and let him pull more ambient mana from his surrounding sources, at first the change was negligible, but on one of his rare blinks of his visionary skill he could see his mother was almost three times the size of the others now, allowing Allison more time seeing the world.

The sheperd boy was in love with Allison's mother, feeding her winter grains and greens, letting her graze first on every meadow as the old dog was watching the dark forest beyond the field.

Fawling season came, and Allison was born, almost as big as the other sheep in the pen, the new baby was cared for just like her mother, and then the murders started.