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Over the course of nearly a century, humans have migrated to various parts of the world.
Fortunately, every place was suitable for their survival.
However, the first humans in human history have mostly died out due to lifespan issues.
This includes those future people who have lost access to future technologies.
The evil god Habaka wiped out half the world's population and also destroyed all the technology of these future people.
In the future, people will no longer have what they used to rely on, and even in their daily lives, their eyes will be filled with a deep sense of fear.
Because they had all experienced that virus eradication.
The virus invaded each of their bodies; they were not eliminated, but their brain memories were altered by the virus.
They forgot their identity as people from the future and simply blended in with the primitive people, becoming assimilated over time.
But they will never forget that final warning.
'What destroyed you was the evil god Habika.'
As time passed, these people from the future gradually died out, and there were no more 'people from the future' in human society.
Although they left behind descendants, these descendants will ultimately belong only to this era.
But what happens after all those people from the future die?
The originally peaceful human life has undergone an unexpected change.
Those who claim to be 'gods' have descended.
Some claim to be the goddess of the hunt, others the goddess of war.
Some claim to be the goddess of fertility, while others claim to be the king of the gods.
The appearance of the gods completely disrupted the peaceful lives of humankind.
Some say this is a historic development for humankind, and that the gods have brought them a better life.
Some argue that excessive divine intervention has led to an excessively rapid pace of human development, which is not necessarily a good thing.
However, it is undeniable that the gods do possess power beyond human imagination.
Thus, the age of faith in the gods fully arrived.
Meanwhile, in the deepest part of chaos
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Two magnificent and enormous figures appeared in this void space.
One of them had a long, transparent body, within which a trembling mass of chaotic darkness moved within its outline.
Thousands of arms trembled and floated, their tops shimmering with ever-changing outlines of things and the light of living beings.
His deep eyes were tightly closed, and he seemed oblivious to everything around him.
Another figure stood out conspicuously in the darkness.
This is a woman with a body shape similar to that of a human.
She was draped in wisps of ethereal, six-colored gauze, her expression dignified and composed, her eyes sparkling with an unusual brilliance.
A gorgeous tuft of long, golden hair flowed gracefully, swaying and bobbing.
A faint mist clung to her skin, which was as smooth as cream.
The long gown she wore cleverly accentuated her graceful figure and irresistible pure beauty.
Noble, pure
However, at this moment, the expression on her face showed a hint of anger.
She is the 'goddess' who created this world and gave life to all things.
But at this moment, these two supreme gods seem to be in a standoff.
"Chaos, why did you bestow the names of those humans as 'gods'?"
The voice of the goddess of nature was filled with excitement, as if she were questioning Chaos.
"The cycle of life and death is a natural law. By bestowing divine names and powers upon them, you are breaking the rules of nature!"
"rule?"
The voice of chaos was deep and echoing, reverberating throughout the entire beginning.
Chaos asked a question, but his tone remained calm.
"You and I both know that these are not humans you created."
"Especially since they've contracted the virus, what will they use to survive the cycle of life and death?"
"Let's make their existence more meaningful."
Being infected with the virus means the body will not die unless the virus is eliminated.
Just like that 'evil god Habika'.
The loss of consciousness is the true death.
"And then? You gave them names like 'Zeus' and 'Poseidon'?"
"Chaos, you should know that these names are known only to us."
"Don't forget who told you that you have no right to name things!"
Chaos was not displeased by the anger of the goddess of nature.
He simply raised his eyebrows slightly and slowly opened his previously closed eyes.
Within those pupils flowed a vastness as distant as the stars and a myriad of phenomena.
But he's no longer here.
He did give us 'names,' but he did not give us the power to do so.
"Power is something I created."
Chaos's voice held no hint of argument; his tone was calm.
But one could still sense the deep dissatisfaction in his words.
“Including you, ‘Gaia,’ you also split off from me.”
"Without him, I would not be split apart, and I would possess the most complete power."
The goddess of nature fell silent; the voices that wanted to refute her stopped abruptly, and there was no further response.
Chaos actually thought so.
Indeed, everything originated from chaos.
Then, Chaos transformed into Chaos, who then split off all his power from himself.
For Chaos, whether it was the goddess of nature or other supreme gods, they were all part of his own power.
How can he be happy when his power is divided?
That's simply impossible.
"This world needs a god, 'Gaia'."
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