[Decisive and Ruthless] [Lighthearted] [No Frustrating Setbacks] [Scheming]
From the start, he is driven out of his home. At the Awakening Ceremony, a god tells him to kneel.
In front of the entire city, he spits on the ground.
"A god? You're not worthy of making me kneel."
He turns and walks toward the corner, gripping the rusty, battered sword.
Head bowed, he whispers words only he can hear:
"With my blood, I call your name."
A crack splits open in the void.
A blood-red eye opens behind it, fixing its gaze on everyone present.
"The contract is complete."
The whole crowd screams, "What did he summon?!"
The examiner roars, "F-rank! He's only F-rank!"
Wang Xu smiles.
"Who said an F-rank can't kill a god?"
This sword can grow without limit.
Years later, he stands at the highest point in the world and brings his sword down.
The god whom the world has knelt before for a thousand years falls.
The level bar on the battered sword in his hand is still climbing, one notch at a time.
No one knows where it ends.
