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

As Seiya crashed the demon's head into the ground, he willed it within him, 'ruin,' and his staff that was seized in place in front of the demon's chest, pushed through with unrelenting force—bursting through the demon's chest and shattering not one, but three of his hearts—leaving a gaping hole.

Unyielding and unable to wrench free his broken arm from Seiya's grip, the demon whipped his other arm over his buried head, and grabbed onto Seiya's face who didn't see the hand coming due to his eye condition.

The demon's grip closed around Seiya's face like a vice, wrenching him upward before hurling him aside with ruthless force. He hurtled through the air, only to crash down, skidding across the ground on one knee.

The demon rose, blood spilling from the open wound in his chest. But within seconds, the torn flesh wove itself back together—fibers, muscle, and bone knitting seamlessly until not a trace of the injury remained.

The Seventh Demon [4]