From the Start, I Have the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception

Western fantasy + Heroic Spirits descend + Dead Apostles + Nasuverse setting + multiple heroines Note: The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception have been removed from the story. No Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, no Mystic Eyes of Death Perception… Steam whistles shrill. The Industrial Revolution is about to begin, but the mysteries have never gone away. Since the end of the Age of Gods, the world has been divided into the inner and outer worlds. A transmigrator, rejected and targeted by the world, must still perfect himself and stand as an equal to the gods in mortal flesh. His mother’s death and his father’s despair intertwine in grief and hatred, driving him down a path of revenge through the power of magecraft. The Twenty-Seven Ancestors, Magicians, the Church, the Mage's Association: all of them can tremble beneath my feet… The Throne of the Empty Heavens has stood vacant for ages. Why can’t I sit upon it and rewrite every rule of the world? To destroy the world is to save it…