A mad God.
The reason Cillian chose to describe it this way, and used the word 'mad', was not without reason.
He had already noticed the abnormality of this world, and It was not just because the world had been ruined by chemicals and cursed magic. The Hayes clan, who were born within it, also carried signs of 'madness' in their very body structure.
Twisted and deformed organs, brains and eyes "protected" by cursed sorcery, even the gray threads that clung to their souls…All of it struck Cillian as fundamentally deranged.
It was like looking at a lunatic dressed in divine power, a god of least mid-level strength, who had chosen to unravel his own creation in the most grotesque way possible.
Why? Why would such a being do this?
Cillian's curiosity burned. He wanted to understand not only the truth behind this destruction, but also how such a wild god, one who ruled over a secret dark world, had been born.
What would a god without order or restraint look like? He had to know.
