In the depths of an abyss, a slender figure with a bent back could be seen trudging forward. It wore a long coat and a black hat that failed to conceal the white hair fluttering with each step. Heavy dark bags hung under his eyes, as if he had been robbed of rest for ages.
"Kuso! Those damn upper gods! Sending me on dangerous errands like I'm some slave. Just wait—just wait until I become an upper god after farming enough misery! I'll send every last one of them straight to the afterworld!" Dark Schneider roared, gritting his teeth as he marched onward.
Then suddenly, he froze. His expression tensed, the hair on his neck rising as dread crawled over him.
"N-Nande… don't tell me…" Dark Schneider swirled his hand in a circle, opening a small portal. Through it, he watched Okun being born, then carried home on the back of a wild dog to a rundown shack. He saw Okun cursing his fate for being born into such poverty.
