This is the author's prologue.
Here, you won't find anything related to Polemos Tôn Agíon or its events.
If you only want to follow the story, I recommend you skip straight to Volume 1.
What comes next isn't about the plot — it's about how all of this was born,and what lies behind its creation.
I'll also talk a bit about myself,so you can understand where this story comes from and why I decided to write it.
This prologue will be divided into four parts:
A. The first part: Who am I?A little about me — the person behind the words.
B. The second part: My Story.How all of this came to life, and why Polemos Tôn Agíon exists in the first place.
C. The third part: What You Think.Because in the end, a story doesn't live only through the one who writes it,but also through the one who reads it.
D. And the final part: The Plan.What I have in mind for the future of this story — and where I want to take it.
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Who am I?
Well… who am I?Ah, maybe I'm just an idiot. Probably.
No, seriously — I'm just someone completely normal.Someone who, since he was eleven, wanted to write something beautiful.
I've always tried to make something funny...but I'm not funny, so I decided to do something more mine —something that truly reflected who I am.
As an author, I probably shouldn't talk too much about my personal life.But at the same time, my life has a lot to do with the creation of this story,and with who I am as a person.
If I had to define myself, I'd say I'm just flesh and bone.This sack of flesh and bone wants to tell a story,wants to live, be happy, and find his own way.
But to me, what defines a person isn't just happiness —it's three things:
Understanding life and how it works.
Living that life the way you truly want.
Your soul — because it unites the two above and shapes who you are at your core.
That's why "who I am" isn't a universal truth.It's my personal interpretation of something both simple and endlessly complex.
No one is like me.No one has my experiences.My way of seeing life is what I am.My way of living it is what I am.And my soul… is what I am.
That's why, with certainty, I can say:I am Tholio.
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B. My Story
I'm not going to get too philosophical here.I just want to tell you how Polemos Tôn Agíon was born.
But first, to give you some context —that name didn't exist at the beginning.
It had another one… and trust me, it was so cliché,so embarrassing, and so useless for marketing that I'd rather not say it.Not yet. Maybe someday.
To be honest, though — I never cared about marketing.This isn't a product.It's my personal project, something born from what I felt,not from what "sells."
And believe it or not, this story didn't start with writing.It started because I was watching… an anime.
No joke. I mean it. And not just any anime.
Please don't judge me: Masamune-kun no Revenge.
At the same time, I was listening to the opening ofMobile Suit Gundam: Iron-Blooded Orphans — Raise Your Flag.
Yeah, I know.A weird mix, right?
On one hand, a heartbroken guy trying to makethe girl who rejected him jealous —and on the other, a war-torn opening full of existential epicness.
That's how the idea was born.
I was that weird kid who'd watch anime on shady sitesand try to imitate the drawings.And, of course, like everyone else…I started by drawing Goku.
My Goku… was terrible. Terrible.So bad it looked like someone had shoved a tree where the sun doesn't shine, and pulled it out somewhere else.
And there I was, happy, showing my mom:—Look, mom! My drawing!
And my mom said:—How cute, sweetie.
But I'm sure inside she was thinking:"This is the worst drawing I've ever seen."
Or… at least that's what I believed. Maybe she didn't think that, but I kept drawing anyway.
And as I continued, something happened:my drawings started to take shape, to have stories, to have soul.
One day I decided:"I'm going to make ten drawings of ten different characters. I'll give them identity."
I was eleven years old.I played with those papers as if they were real people, each with their own powers.And that's how it all began.
On another note, I should clarify something:I'm a believer.
I'm not here to preach or impose anything.Everyone believes what they want, and I respect that.But the reason I believe has more to do with myself than anything else.
I've seen many people mock faith, and that's fine.But for me, if someone needs to believe in God to understand the fragility of their existence… then so be it.
I'm not Catholic, even though I come from a Catholic family.I just believe in God. Period.I don't go to church, but I am interested in theology.I've read apocryphal texts, explored Jewish and Messianic perspectives — all of it.
And here comes the turning point:It hurt me that there was no serious sci-fi story that explored God.Very few even tried.
Until I remembered one:Narnia.
The greatest Christian isekai in history.Because there is no other.Nothing like Narnia.
I had an old TV, one of those heavy ones that weighed like a bull.And even then, when I watched Narnia, I felt like I was there.I wanted to go to that world.
So I told myself:"I'm going to draw, and draw, until my worlds come alive."
And there I was: a dumb twelve-year-old, dancing around, pretending to throw fire, wind, or stones.And I thought:"Why not write it down?"
I tried to make it a comic…but my drawings were so bad they ruined the pages.I looked for tutorials, courses… nothing worked.
Until one day, by accident, I found something that changed my life:Gravity Falls.
Yes, along with Adventure Time and Steven Universe, they became my teachers.Thanks to them, I fell in love with lore, symbolism, mysteries, and tiny details.
And I also got angry.Because many stories don't dare to go deep.They abandon the plot for unnecessary fluff.And that hurts me.
That's when I decided:"I'm going to write my story as realistically as possible."
So I started.Writing nonstop.Putting in dates, names, wars.
And I discovered something:Wars aren't heroic.They are propaganda.A way to send young people to die.
That's why Polemos Tôn Agíon is an anti-war story.
The more I wrote, the more alive my characters felt.I didn't just draw them better —I could hear them talk.
I could feel them breathe.And yes… I fell in love with them.
But not in a romantic way.I fell in love with what they represent:They are parts of me, but also people in their own right.
Sometimes I wonder what Dánae would do if she were alive.Or Adelaida.Or Jack.Or Nuriel.
They all exist.Because they exist in me.
And I learned something:We can all create something alive.But we have to do it with humility.
I wasn't a good person before.I made mistakes. I hurt people.And even if it wasn't intentional, I did it.
I've been difficult to deal with.Most people I met told me I was unpleasant.And I don't blame them.
I'm weird. Skinny. I like anime and TV shows.I just wanted a friend.But I never had one.
And when I finally did,I shaped myself so much around their tastes that I lost who I was.I made selfish choices.I hurt people who didn't deserve it.
And I learned —the hard way—that sometimes we're not bad because we want to be.We're bad because we don't know who we are.
In the end, I closed myself off.I don't have friends.And that was my choice.Because every time I had one,I ended up hurting them without meaning to.
So I decided not to have anyone.No friends.No partner.Just work.
Until one day, while going through old stuff,I found my drawings, my notes, my story.
And I cried.
Because that was me.My identity.My childhood.My dream.
I cried because that kid just wanted to be accepted, loved, understood.And he wasn't.
I wanted to hug him.To tell him:"We're going to be okay. We'll spend time together. I won't let them laugh at you anymore."
Now, it doesn't hurt as much.I'm at peace.I don't need friends or a relationship to feel complete.
I just need to tell my story.
And by doing that,I'm fulfilling the dream of that eleven-year-old Tholio… and my own.
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C. What You Think:
I'm not going to overthink this.
I… care a lot about what people think.
And do you know why?Because deep down, most people… are usually right.
It frustrates me when someone says things like:"You shouldn't care about what others say,"or "Other people's opinions don't matter."
To me, that's a harmful philosophy.Harmful because it shuts down the possibility of truly understanding others.
Most people who say that… don't really believe it.They do it to shut others up, to feel better, to convince themselves they're superior.
And that hurts.Because that is narcissism at its peak.Not only do you close yourself off to criticism,but you also fail to understand why people are criticizing you in the first place.
Listening to others doesn't mean obeying them.But ignoring them completely… that makes us arrogant.
We are not islands.We weren't born to be geniuses.We weren't born to change the world alone.
Most people just want to be happy.But those who convince themselves they are "chosen" or that they will "change the world"…live in an illusion.
Because when your life is empty,instead of focusing on the purest act of creation — living —you focus on achieving something external.You believe that if you don't reach "greatness," your existence is worthless.
And that… is sad.It means your identity is lost.Your life stops building itself in your surroundings and becomes a channel that simply goes wherever the current takes it.
And then they say:"I did it. I achieved my dreams."
But it hurts, because they achieved those dreams without sharing them with anyone,without listening to anyone, sacrificing relationships and moments along the way.
What's the point of achieving what you long for if there's no one by your side?If your mom, your dad, your siblings…or anyone who truly loves you, isn't there.
I'm convinced that no one is completely alone in this world.And if someone truly is…I want to give you a hug right now.
Maybe I'll never know if I truly matter to you when I see you,whether here on earth or in the heavens.
But I will tell you this:never lose hope.And never lose respect.Respect for the authors, but also for the readers.Both deserve respect.
I care about what you think.Your opinion matters so much,even if it's negative or positive, constructive or destructive.
I was never taken seriously before.But now, even the person who doesn't take themselves seriously,I listen to them genuinely.
When you truly listen to someone,their entire shell falls apart.
People are used to joking, teasing, and not taking things to heart.But when someone feels it deeply…they break.
They break because they carry things they don't want to carry.Because there are pasts they can't share… out of fear, anguish, or pride.
But with a hug…I tell them: I love you.
That's all you really need to say.
So I, dear reader… love you.
With all my heart.
Because love is not just feeling.
With all my heart.Because love isn't simply feeling something; it's not a fire that burns without reason.Love is giving your respect as an offering to admiration, intertwined with gratitude.
Together, respect and gratitude become love.And that love, in the heart of a person who lives with gratitude, is eternal.It's the root that supports all the branches of this concept,the purest power a human being can possess.
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D. The Plan:
My plan is simple: I'm going to write my story, and I won't stop.If I ever pause, it will only be for a day or two—nothing more.
That's it. That's my entire plan: to finish what I started.I've committed—and I continue to commit—to telling my whole story.I have no intention of leaving WebNovel until it's complete.
First, I'll finish the volume Cosmogénesis.I want you to know that this volume is self-contained, but it's not the end.I don't like the idea of having a "Volume 2" attached to the same book,because I feel it loses essence, loses soul, loses energy.
And yes, my resources are limited. I don't have a graphics tablet,and I don't know exactly how to use one.But I will find a way to create my own cover,because I'm tired of AI-generated covers.They have no soul. They lack the spark that a story truly needs.
That's why I commit to making all the covers for my volumes myself,because I love my story, and I want to leave my mark on every part of it.
When I finish Cosmogénesis, I'll leave a link in the last chapterso you can go directly to the next volume: Volume 2.
And I want each volume to have its own cover, its own identity—like The Lord of the Rings.Each will be a distinct stage in a much larger whole.
Cosmogénesis is just the beginning.The prologue to something much bigger.
And yes, there will be ten volumes in total.Long? Yes… but imagine all the lore packed inside.Each one will be unique. Each one will have its own soul.
That's my plan.If you want to support me, I'll leave a link to my Twitter below:X: https://x.com/dewloknet
And how can you help?It's simple: just give me a like.
I'm not looking for money.I just want people to see my story,and if that happens—if someone else sees it…then maybe, just maybe, my dreams can come true.
And for that, I will be eternally grateful.
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Take it and enjoy my universe—my chaotic 11-year-old universe.