I Use My Mortal Body to Create a New World Without Gods

His name is Renn, a fat man who is greedy and philistine. His biggest dream is to open a black shop and earn enough gold coins to lie down and wait for death. Until he inherited the power of killing gods that he shouldn't have inherited, and picked up a little skeleton that would chew gold coins when it was hungry. One wrong step, every wrong step. In order to survive, he deceived elves, plotted against divine envoys, and betrayed allies. He watched the girls around him fall one after another - some entrusted their unborn children to the future with him, then detonated the sword heart of the stars, and perished together; some broke free of the soul chains on his own hands and died in exchange for his life. The sin he carries is heavier than the bells of the church. There is only one way he can repay - dragging all the gods from above into hell. "Do you want to kill gods?" The girl asked him. "No," he said, "I want God to be unnecessary." This is the story of a mortal crawling to the throne of God and smashing it with his own hands. Cost? Everything.