Poet Who Recited to the Gods

The gods have abandoned the world long ago, leaving only broken mana and forgotten legends. The Holy Guardian Church refines Mana from the human body in an attempt to awaken the gods, but it pushes the world into darkness. My name is Enoch, an orphan hunted by the church, with the foundation of awakening the gods hidden in my body - golden mana. During a riot, I was rescued by "Mana Hunter". They are not bloodthirsty hunters, but poets who walk on the edge of the world, recording erased stories with swords and pens. When I set out on the road to search for my life experience and the memory of the world, I discovered that we were not only fighting against the church, but also the shadows that tried to tamper with history. ——We are not just hunters, but also poets who recite to the gods. (A new work by a newcomer, a slow-burning orthodox Western fantasy. Currently, only the first five chapters have been released. Updates are temporarily suspended due to polishing of the world view and foreshadowing, and will not be abandoned.)