The Pantheon of Gods dethroned the Titan Race, ushering a new age called the Era of Gods.

In this Era, the Gods decided to create a new race in their own image and have this race serve them. This race was called the Mortal Race. However, in a twist of fate, these beings known as Mortals not only inherited the Gods' image, but also their ambition.

Thus, the Mortals who was once deemed as an inferior race by the Gods created a method of cultivating the world's natural energy to become Immortals and stand next to the Gods.

The Jade Immortal, the strongest of the Immortals, besiege the Pantheon of Gods and carved out a place at the summit for Mortals, allowing them to become one of the Divine Races, along with the God Race, the Celestial Race, and the Titan Race.

However, in retaliation, the Gods divided the world into the Heavenly Realm, and the countless Mortal Realms before casting all the Mortals down to the Mortal Realms. They then blocked their ascension to the Heavenly Realm and their path of cultivating to Immortality, by cursing their entire race to face a series of Heavenly Tribulations.

That event was a very, very long time ago. So long ago that the story was all but lost in the history of the Mortal Realms.

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'…I'm not as strong as you think Sol. I'm too weak to save the village, that's why I need you to leave. Goodbye son…'

After his father was murdered and his peaceful village massacred, Sol woke up to find a mysterious old man standing over him claiming to be his new Master.

“You want revenge, don’t you? I’ll train you so you have the strength to take it, but you have to become my one and only disciple first!”

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This coming-of-age story follows Solovin Iziah Solaris, a village boy with a mysterious past who is stuck between two Realms. Watch as he grows from a clever, but naive youth, into someone who has to shoulder the world.

Sol landed on the ground and stared at this youth as he asked.


"Brother Heon-Tae, you don't need to call me by that title. You can just call me Sol or Solovin."


Heon-Tae hesitated before nodding slowly. Seeing this, Sol knew he was likely similar to Ji-Hoon. They had the teachings of Demonic Cult to respect one's title too ingrained in their brains for them to change it.


After sighing, Sol looked at the blade wrapped in rags Heon-Tae was holding as he asked.


"Is that the Inheritance Key? What grade weapon is it?"


"It doesn't have a grade, Holy-I mean, Brother Sol. It's just an ordinary blade."


Heon-Tae nodded and his hold on the blade tightened, but upon seeing Sol's curious expression, he reluctantly handed the blade over to him.


Chapter 164 - Chapter 161- It Will Be On my Terms Not Someone Else's