
Ember of the Gods
by Kill Nine Pigs In Ten Steps
About This Novel
Doctor, I keep feeling like someone is after me... Who do you think is after you? My mother, waiters, passers-by... Everyone, they will turn into man-eating monsters after seven o'clock every night! Hmm, what next? ... Half an hour later, the doctor put down his pen and pushed up his glasses: Are you saying that he has encountered an unexplainable strange event recently? Yes. The old gods are decaying, and the new gods are running for election. You must enter a dungeon every seven days and risk your life. If you win... Can you become a god? Right. The air was quiet for a second. The doctor sighed: Your illness is not serious! I'm not sick. The doctor raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: How can you prove that you are not sick? - "Bang!!!" The window of the psychological consultation room cracked into a spiderweb shape due to a bullet that entered from the outside. The doctor's head had exploded everywhere. "--Just like this." He wiped the blood from his face and turned to look out the window - where strange things were gathering like a tidal wave. My name is Ember, and this is a story about picking up a butcher's knife and becoming a god instantly!
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