Rider

Seth, a child from a poor village, left his home at the young age of fifteen in search of a goal he had only heard of in some stories. 

For the sake of this goal he didn’t even completely understand, Seth left behind his family and never really made any companions, friends, or lovers.

Struggling for eons, he finally did it. He claimed one of the divine seats, but this was a bittersweet accomplishment. It left him with no further purpose and no one he could share the joy with.

While the other Gods were all basking in their power, he fixed his eyes on the only place none dared to step close to. The God’s Tower. The place where even gods could die and where his new journey would begin anew.

God of Lust and Destruction

The roar of the mighty beast caused cracks to spread from its location, extending through the surrounding space. The demigods and gods alike were left in awe once again, witnessing Fenrir’s sheer power and terror. 


Just like everyone else, Seth was left in awe, wondering if there was even a limit to the chaos beast’s power. 


‘Am I wrong… or does it seem even stronger now?’ asked Seth, noticing the peculiar space cracks created by the beast’s roar alone. 


< That’s the most likely conclusion. Fenrir’s power has always increased as she got to consume more energy. With you having served it an entire world on a plate, it makes sense for its power to receive a boost.> 


While Seth was speaking to the system, Hollie’s voice resounded in his ear, “Should we retreat?” 


Seth turned to look at the fighting that had once again stopped. Noticing Hollie and the rest of his wives all looking at him with the same worried look, Seth’s lips arched into a wide smile. 


At war's end