This is a tale of willing downfall, a surrender to inequity, an ode to those who found solace in the act of sinning.
To be cruel is the God of Death's innate nature. However, cruelty comes in different forms and cries... in what way exactly is the God of Death considered cruel?
So many tales and centuries had already passed, so many stories left undocumented. The only way to partially know Death's Cruelty is by starting in the middle; the middle of his bible... the middle of the three realms' destruction.
There are three Gods hidden amongst the livings; One built the world in greed; One buried the world in sorrow; One ties the world in illusion.
If left alone in their whimsical rebellion, the world will soon perish, unable to withstand their presence, and so they must be driven away.
Left with no choice, the Heavens had to seek the God of Death for assistance, and with his cold scheming hand, he handed them a seed.
A seed that will flourish in the soils of human lands, and shall bear the responsibility of severing the ties of the rebels and the mortal realm.
Yun was a child whose soul was affiliated with divinity even long before he was born. His whims, thoughts, words, and emotions were absolute commands to the spirits and the heavens.
A breath of laughter from his mouth can tame the raging skies, but a small frown on his face may drown the tallest lands.
The one that embodies Heaven's will, the only being the Gods have danced for—and unfortunately, the unawakened incarnation of the God of Death himself.
The bible has been flipped open in the middle. Let's start reading.
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