n the filth-choked gutters of Orivalt, where forgotten gods feast on mortal despair and kings trade souls for a sliver of power, a new force awakens. He is nameless, broken, and starving—a piece of human refuse named Ravi.
But behind his vacant, storm-gray eyes coils something ancient. Something absolute.
He is the Original. The Architect. The one true God who forged reality from nothingness, only to be betrayed and erased by his own creation.
Now, stripped of his omnipotence and cast into a frail human shell, Ravi must crawl through the grime of his grand, failed experiment. He will feel every cut, every betrayal, and every scream. He will not offer sermons or forgiveness. He will deliver brutal, soul-crushing judgment with the very hands that once shaped the stars.
With each life he ends, a piece of his lost power returns. He gathers a following of the broken and the damned, a harem of deadly women drawn to his terrifying might, and the burning hatred of the false deities who stole his throne.
The age of mercy is over. The age of prayer is dead.
Now begins... The Slum God's Decree.