IntrovertedLass

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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

Another chorus of gasps erupted from the villagers, some running their hands up their mouths to muffle the shocked noises while they stared with trembling eyes.

The elderly man's aged legs wobbled, giving out and landing him on his butt. His eyes were trembling wide, breaths coming out huffed as raw fear tightened around him from the situation and having a demon blood sprayed on him.

The demon on the other hand, his eyes spread wide in shock, staring at Seiya, unblinking. For that brief moment, the speed and strength Seiya had used completely eluded him.

The blood that dropped steadily from the demon's stump, landing repeatedly near the elderly man who was struck numb and unable to move, ceased. Then slowly, the stump began to pulse as if boiling with life, and slowly, new bones, muscles, and veins formed, regenerating a fresh arm before their eyes.

Seiya's brow knitted slightly at this, studying the demon.

The Second Demon [2]