After the Twilight of the Gods, I Became My Own Undertaker

"Protagonist at the Highest Rank + Western fantasy + Victorian era + ruthless"

On the night the gods fell, Morwen, the omniscient and omnipotent “Gatekeeper of the End,” died.

The entire divine world perished with Him.

The system of divine magic collapsed, and the world entered an uncanny age where steam coexisted with the ashes of the gods.

Three hundred years later, a corpse-collecting boy who died of consumption sat up on the morgue slab.

By touching a corpse, he could read the dead person's memories. He could see the faint glimmer of divinity in the ashes, and hear a voice in the gray mist guiding him forward.

It was an echo He had left behind in the cracks of time.

His right hand was sealed inside a holy relic of the Tombkeepers' Church.

His head was the throne of lies of the Blood Empress Lilith.

His heart powered the steam machinery of half the continent.

His spine was locked away in the sanctuary atop the world's highest peak.

108 fragments of divinity, 7 major pieces of His divine body, and 365 motes of dust.

As He reclaims His body, He also takes back His authority.

In the end, He will rebuild His divine kingdom and reclaim His throne.

Then, all will fall silent.