Deceiving the Heavens: I Offer Up the Mythos of the Old Ones

You think I'm Darius or Garen? No, I'm O-0099 Hydra, the containment failure of the Church of the True God. You think I'm O-0099 Hydra? No, I'm the human savior who can drive off dragons with nothing but his heartbeat.

I get one buff a year and change my secret identity every year.

In the first year, I was a righteous knight crying, "Demacia!"

In the second year, I was an arrogant man invincible for one minute at high noon.

In the third year, I was the human savior who could drive off dragons with nothing but his heartbeat.

In the fourth year, I was a red-haired orangutan wrestling an ancient god, a Titan, under the full moon.

In the fifth year, I was a nine-headed serpent lurking in the depths of a trench in the Sea of Storms.

In the sixth year, I was an Undying Ember who could play pottery, assassinate, parkour, and do manicures.

In the seventh year... the ninth year... the tenth year...

In the eleventh year, I picked up an axe and recovered the passwords for all ten of my previous accounts.

The Old Days..

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.