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

Seiya clenched tight the demon's wounded mouth, suppressing every word that should've come out.

"It's your breath, isn't it?" Seiya said and the demon's eyes spread wide, taken aback by Seiya's quick deductions.

"Spraying your blood on them to make it look like your blood is the one you use to control them," Seiya continued. "But in truth, it's your breath."

"After all, that one villager among them doesn't have any stain of your blood," Seiya's gaze shifted to the villagers swarming closer.

While trying to decipher what was at play by the demon that got the villagers acting so wild, he was able to see a villager with no stain of the demon blood at all—probably an oversight from the demon's part.

The Second Demon [3]