The Ancients once told a tale.
A tale thought to be forgotten through the annals of time.
A tale of dread, a tale of sorrow and a tale of blood.
This tale was told in whispers to their children, deep in the embrace of the night.
The tale of a rageful demigod, sacrificed by the people to save themselves; the people he once protected.
He was a demigod under the deity of punishments, law and order.
The one who struck with a brimming lightning bolt.
The one that searching for victims by night.
This demigod was possessed by the spirit of the War god; The deity of rampage, the one who sowed and reaped in destruction, Causing countless lives to be lost for the fun of it.
He pledged his unwavering loyalty to his cause: to protect his people, the ones he loved dearly.
But, when the people were faced with a time of distraught, they chose to abandon this demigod, sacrificing him to save themselves.
The young demigod died in battle; fighting an Immortal three-headed spirit and was later reincarnated with all his memories intact.
He became a wanderer, filled with hatred and unfinished business with his people and the rest of the mortal world.
He started by killing a small number, sometimes opting to go for the lives of animals.
Yet, when the people found out through a diviner, they embedded his spirit at the peak of a revered mountain to stop him from coming back.
His fellow demigods of his cult, apart from the demigods of The Earth goddess and the Sky god, had watched the mountain peak daily to stop the rageful demigod from releasing his spirit.
~Even in the spirit world they couldn't let him be.
They kept him caged even after civilization and modernization had commenced.
He was forgotten.
And the demigods who had watched his cage all ascended to the Land of Immortality.
Transcending as spirits.
From demigods, into minor deities.
Yet a day came, when all technologies collapsed, both advanced and primal.
And religion, customs, beliefs and traditions ran rampant in the physical world without a known cause.
Different tribes of people slayed each other, for the sake of survival
Empires crumbled, Faiths fading away mysteriously, making way for new singularities; of people with the same belief.
Gift's, powers, and abilities all manifested into the god's Blesseds; people gifted with peculiar divine powers.
And the cream of the crop were the new demigods, born half divine and half mortal. The people thought them as new gods.
Some of them forgetting their history,
The stories of ancient heroes and the children of gods.
Heroes and demigods from Ancient Greece.
Rome.
India. China,
The Aztecs. Norse.
Heroes of the likes of Jason, Achilles, Arjuna the Pandava, Lu Bu and Yu the great.
It was at this period that the forgotten demigod was awoken by a strange causality. One which no one had the authority to speak of, or learn about.
The demigod awoke rage fully.
With his wrath, he decimated more than half of the kingdom.... or at least what was left of it after the New World.
He went into the Spirit realm, to confront his former colleagues.
His power was immeasurable.
The more angry he was; the stronger he became.
He shattered them, destroying their very essence.
The causalityhad to take precautionary mesures against the demigod's insubordination.
And the mesures were taken.
Drastically.