I used to be a delivery boy traveling through the steel forest, until that day, the eyes of the city opened deep in the tunnel.
They call me "The Watcher" - the only human being who can look directly into the eyes of a god and steal his power. In the shadow sector of the country, I learned how to feed this living city and how to coexist with those gods that humans cannot name. Until the starry sky cracks and the ancient gods whisper to come.
When everyone chose to kneel down, I handed over the last takeout order.
This time, the delivery was myself.
I boiled my seven emotions and six desires into poison, and forged logical paradoxes into sharp blades. At the moment when the ancient god swallowed me, I poured the entire human madness into his eternity - the old king slept forever in self-doubt, and I woke up on his collapsed throne.
There is only one truth in the new world: Did I pollute the gods, or did the gods finally taste the human world?
Sending food to the human world and killing gods in front of gods.
