"Sometimes, when something horrifying occurred right when he prayed against it, Remus wondered if the gods simply took pleasure in messing with him." Enraptured with their own Celestial War, the gods have left nothing in their wake but destruction for millennia.  In a bid to encompass the most powerful resource there is, divine siblings turn their hands against one another, but when entire galaxies are fractured in the process, only havoc is achieved.  Signing the Divine Oath, the gods vow to never wage war through their own might, but instead, that of an entirely new weapon: humanity.  Born into his humble sect of carpenters, Remus' hand in life is sour indeed. Without even the power of his clan's patron god, he can do nought but agonise over his lingering title: Death-Marked. With no power to call his own, and a world of danger raging around him, Remus is left useless as everything he cherishes crumbles — the prospect of scaling the Divine Ranks but a distant dream. But the darkest of times often bear the most unlikely of champions, and what is more dangerous than a man with nothing to lose? Remus: he who will one day become a god of his own. Medium-paced Progression Fantasy. Chapters weekly, averaging around 3-4k words at: (GMT) Wednesday 4:30pm