Chapter 152: Dawn of Gods (1)

Fate is a relentless force, indifferent to the struggles of those it entangles. It doesn't care for obstinance, rebuttals, or even the bravest of resolutions. What is destined will unfold as it should, regardless of our desires or efforts. The foundations of fate are laid long before we ever have a chance to understand them. But why does it matter? Why does any of it matter? Is it to prevent annihilation, to uphold some divine order? He had pondered these questions for what felt like an eternity. His entire life had been a series of manipulations, a puppet dance orchestrated by forces far beyond his control. Coerced into submission, forced to live in constant fear, he had been made to toe the line, never allowed to stray too far from the path laid out for him. But there was always a "but." In the darkest moments, when he took a life, when he spilled blood, when he made others feel the same terror that he had lived with all his life... even as a child, he couldn’t deny the satisfacti