IntrovertedLass

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The weakest loser they mocked for years wasn’t at all weak—he was a god in disguise, with the power to bring the world to its knees.  

“I want you to teach him humanity, so he who feels NOTHING but rage can at least learn morality”  

“And you trust a Demon to do that?”  

Seiya dreamed of becoming a hero, one of those legendary warriors everyone worships. But his Awakening failed, leaving him powerless and humiliated—a target for cruelty. 

Locked away and tormented by those he trusted, his suffering revealed the truth of his origin: he wasn’t just human.  

Unleashing powers that defy the laws of the world, such as his All-Seeing eyes—capable of negating time, absorbing skills used against him and granting him 360° vision.

Seiya rises from the shadows, no longer a punching bag but a force that terrifies demons, monsters, and humans alike. 

Hero or villain? It doesn’t matter. He’s done obeying, done breaking for anyone.  

Now, they beg for mercy from the god they tried to crush. Seiya’s only question: should he grant it?  

Brace yourself for a journey of chaos, revenge, and the rise of an unstoppable power. 
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Yes! He does turn into a cold villain and loses all emotion except rage, but the process leading there might drag a little__stick around longer and you won’t regret it.

Read the prologue next after this so you understand the world settings.

Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos

Seiya slammed the door behind him and started striding away, only to hear Hayne's strained voice calling desperately after him. He halted mid-step, then turned sharply and retraced his steps back into the room.

He met Hayne's gaze—his head slightly lifted, thick blood dripping steadily from his lips. Hayne tried to speak but was overcome by a fit of coughing, more blood spilling from his mouth.

"…I didn't…" he rasped. "I didn't want you to leave… without knowing this."

Seiya remained silent, his gaze fixed on Hayne, waiting. He offered no pressure, allowing the wounded boy to take his time.

"This," Hayne breathed, his gaze flickering to Seiya's mother's lifeless form and his own broken body. "was done by—" He hesitated, struggling with the words—deliberating whether he could still call Mr. Sanio Seiya's father. That man, who had subjected them to years of torture, was nothing short of a monster.

Calling Mr. Sanio Seiya's father felt almost absurd.

Peaceful Rest | Lurking Malice