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

The demon added more pressure, sinking Seiya deeper into the swamp of blood.

"I prefer ripping apart my enemies," she began, a soft smile portraying victory gracing her lips. "Especially men who think so high of themselves. But.." she paused, eyes staring down at the swamp of blood, Seiya's body fully immersed in it.

"This method isn't so bad as well," she giggled softly.

My Lord, Kaeliyus called. Can you get out of this? He asked, voice dripping with worry and concern.

However, no single response came from Seiya. As worried as he was, Kaeliyus knew Seiya wasn't at least dead yet, because their connection and oath would've been broken.

{Sei,} Ibyu called softly. {How long are you going to remain in there? You and I know this isn't enough to do you in since you're great at holding your breath,} Ibyu remarked sternly.

{So get out of there soon, I'm suffocating with no air coming in,} it stated.

The Third Demon [5]