IntrovertedLass

—WSA 2025 ENTRY—

Seiya was born into a family of legends. A lineage of power. A dynasty of paragons.

He was none of these things.

Weak. Unwanted. A disgrace.

But destiny had no interest in their expectations. It had plans of its own.

Dragged into a hell beyond reason, Seiya suffered—not for days, not for years, but for what felt like eternity. Torture became his only companion. Pain, his only teacher. And in that suffering, something inside him woke up.

Not an awakening like the others. Not a gift. Not a blessing.

A truth. A force that didn’t belong to this world, or any other.

Now, he returns. Not to prove himself. Not to earn his place.

But to burn everything down.

Armed with the Staff of Chaos and the Sword of Severance, Seiya walks a path carved from vengeance and revelation. The world that cast him aside will either bow before him…

Or become ash beneath his feet.

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Read the Prologue next for better understanding of the world settings.

Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos

<p>Seiya walked calmly toward the large one among them—a towering figure with broad, muscular build, and stopped in front of him. The young man, tall and bald with a shiny scalp, titled his gaze downward to look at Seiya. Slowly, Seiya raised his hand, fingers splayed and palm outstretched as they moved toward the man's face in deliberate slow motion. He purposely took his time, eyes locked on the man, studying every flicker of his reaction as his hand ascended with careful slowness. </p>

<p>Everyone, including the man himself, stood frozen—confused yet eager to see just what the young child who had casually waltzed in was about to do. </p>

Blind Fang’s Turf [3]