The Game Starts with a Stomach, and the People of the Gods Rely on Fighting.

My father is the Lord God, my mother is the true God, and I am their only son. On the day I awakened at the age of eighteen, fifteen dragons crawled out of my divine capsule. Others laugh at me: What can fifteen people do? At the Thousand Gods Festival, they cried and asked me: Why can one of your dragons fight a hundred? Because my dragon-man is transformed from my cells. The better I can fight, the more cells there will be; the more cells there will be, the more dragons there will be. The Zerg Mother Queen is here and I swallow her. The psychic tribe came and I assimilated them. The Necrons are coming, and I have integrated the law of death into the dragon bloodline. The World Tree is here, and I sealed it into the turbulence of time. On the day when chaos eroded, Entropy asked me: "Why do you do that?" I showed him my Kingdom of God. Billions of dragon god warriors stood there and said in unison: "He is our God and Father."