The world was in an uproar.
The return of Seth Chrono — the prodigal son of the Sword of Destruction — had shattered the calm surface of modern society. Not just because he was alive, not just because he had cleared an SS-ranked Gate alone…
But because of the words he had spoken to the world.
"Run, gods. Run, before I come for you next."
Those words echoed through every news broadcast, trended across every platform, and were whispered across cities, countries, and continents.
But while the world debated… Seth remained silent.
He stood alone in one of the Chrono estate's many training gardens — a quiet space of open stone and windblown trees under a night sky. He exhaled slowly.
"Open system window."
With a soft mechanical chime, the glowing blue interface burst to life before his golden eyes.
[GODSLAYER SYSTEM – STATUS WINDOW]
Name: Seth Chrono
Race: Human (???)
Title: The One Who Killed Gods
Level: ???
Class: None
Divine Chain Capacity: 2/???
Status: Unmeasurable by Earth standards
STATS
Strength: 490
Agility: 500
Endurance: 470
Mana: 520
Intelligence: 440
Perception: 465
Luck: ???
Authority:
Divine Chain: God of Resurrection (Slain)
Divine Chain: Demon God of Calamity (Slain)
Unique Skills:
Divine Chain Assimilation – Absorb powers of slain gods
Godslayer's Eye – See divine threads and presence
Absolute Inventory – Access otherworldly inventory space
Resist Divine Interference – Immune to mind/memory tampering by deities
Weapon: [Red Moons] – Twin Daggers
Description: Twin crimson daggers forged from the bones of a forgotten deity.
Special:
Scale with User's Strength and Agility
Cut Through Divine Armor and Energy
Stored in Inventory – can be summoned instantly
Awakens further upon slaying more gods
Seth exhaled through his nose.
"Same as before…"
He flexed his fingers. The Red Moons remained within his inventory, crimson and silent — hungering for divine blood. They vibrated when he thought about battle. As if alive.
He flicked his hand.
Shing—!
The Red Moons appeared in his grip, summoned instantly from the void. Their edges shimmered faintly under the moonlight, as if coated in liquid rubies.
"You miss the battlefield too, huh?"
He twirled the daggers once, then dismissed them back into his inventory.
A soft ping echoed through his system window.
[NEW DIVINE PRESENCE DETECTED]
Tracking Location…
…
…
[Match: Earth – Tokyo, Japan]
[God of Binding Chains – Lesser Deity – Avatar Form]
Status: Observing.
Seth narrowed his eyes.
"So you're watching me already… "
Then, another ping.
[NEW DIVINE PRESENCE DETECTED]
Match: Earth – Vatican City
God-Class: [The Oracle of Judgement]
Status: Manipulating religious influence.
Divine Thread Level: 2-Star
Target: Humanity.
And another.
[Match: Earth – Seoul, South Korea]
God-Class: [He Who Feeds]
Status: Consuming followers' souls in exchange for blessings.
Cult disguised as 'Grace Society.'
Seth's pale golden eyes darkened.
"Three already active."
"And how many more hiding?"
He closed the system window and stared up at the stars above. Even the heavens seemed to be watching.
"You've turned Earth into your hunting ground…"
"But this time — I'm the predator."
Somewhere in a blackened sanctuary across the world, a hooded figure — a vessel of the Oracle of Judgement — trembled.
"He… saw us."
In a temple deep underground, worshippers of 'He Who Feeds' fell to their knees in agony. Their divine channel cracked with static and fire.
"He knows…"
And in Tokyo, the God of Binding Chains smiled faintly through the eyes of his avatar, sipping sake on a rooftop.
"So the Godslayer lives."
"This game just got interesting."
Back at the Chrono estate, Seth opened his palm.
"I won't let you have this world."
His voice was low. Steady. Absolute.
"I'll slay every last one of you."