My Fortuitous Encounters Are the Remains of the Gods

When the gods we all knew by heart died before our eyes, the sky split open, and the whole city rained down in ash.

When the world order changed and humanity’s faith collapsed, temples were turned into furnaces, and ribs were unearthed beneath church foundations.

When the gods’ corpses were dissected, studied, and cut into pieces to be packed into gun barrels and streetlamps, humanity officially entered a new era. History would call it the Age of the Fallen Gods.

But one question continued to haunt everyone: How did the gods die? Were they defeated? Did they grow old? Did they take their own lives? Or... were they killed by someone?