The Ripples of Fate in Slay the Gods

May contain OOC. If that bothers you, proceed with caution!!!

This story: two male leads, with both taking the lead / beautiful bottom / top / Japanese characters / amnesia / play the pig to eat the tiger / not a one-on-one pairing

Important!!! There isn't just one romance plotline.

No Jialan or Jiang Er.

Don't read the wrong thing.

The protagonist is no pushover. He's unbeatable with a blade; how he fares at everything else depends.

(Read carefully before diving in. I won't give too much away.)

“Points of chaos, the awakening divine light, and... eyes chosen by fate.” Skuld's voice rang out, ethereal and ancient, as if it came from the depths of time. “The time has come, Mo Liyang.”

“In the name of the Weaver, I acknowledge your worthiness.”

“Your Forbidden Ruins are both a curse and an opportunity for change.” She left him with one final sentence, her voice as soft as a sigh. “Find those ‘displaced threads’ and protect what must be protected.”

Protect what must be protected?

Since you gave me the power to see fate... if the ending is predetermined, why let me see it?

What does it mean? Am I supposed to watch them die, one by one, before my eyes?

Fate... Hah.

(The blurb doesn't do it justice. Please read the story.)