Hello! Author here! This chapter is a tad bit small because this is the intro in a way and that I would probably be making each chapter longer later as the story progresses! 

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There was a time when the universe was just in its infancy, a lone pious figure stood at the top, he alone transverse throughout the universe and created boundless of life forms wherever he goes and just as he was about to finish his work, he vanished. As such a legend once foretold by the sages of this world that he the creator, will once again come back and wreak havoc to all the evil in this world.

“Grandfather are we bad people too?” A young boy asked as the old man, as it had scared the boy when he had heard the story.

“My child, sadly that is true” The old man sighed as he looked at the boy with a pained expression, as he thoroughly liked this kid.

In later years, because of this story, a man was created, a legendary figure, a saint was born, and a god-tier coward was made.

~12 years later~

Somewhere in the town of Neeves, a young man was running through the streets.

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“Fu%@!, I’m 19 and I’m still stuck in this town I need to join a church and be pious and strong! I need to survive this land!” Leylin thought while running through the town to join the annual church try outs. As in this era, the church of the creator is one of the leading powers in this world.

Soon, Leylin walked arrived at the place and was shocked to his very soul, the church looked very ghetto, to say the least. As he started walking to the church, he noticed that there was two red-robed man sitting down with their eyes close near the entrance of the church, as Leylin approached the two Leylin asked; “Hey Brothers, can you guys tell me where to go for the tryout?”

Leylin waited, for an answer but the answer never came. Minutes later Leylin’s patience had run out and he touched one of the men.

“AAAAAAAH!” As Leylin touched the man, he noticed his hands, were full of red things, and close inspection it was blood, as he inspected more and more the robes of the men weren’t red it was dyed in blood!

Holy S@#@! This father is not yet ready to die! He suddenly started running away from the church, as he ran he suddenly thought of an idea, he could steal the valuables from this church! Just as he was about to leave, he ran back through the church he stole everything in value! As Leylin was about to leave, a black robed-man suddenly appeared out of nowhere and knocked him out.

As Leylin started falling down, he heard a whisper

“Do you want power boy?” an ominous voice whispered to him, creeping his very soul

As this was happening, Leylin pondered, damn! This father is going to be strong he has some kind of spirit helping me! Just as he was about to say yes, he suddenly figured out that the whole thing was in his head, and then Leylin blacked out.