How to Follow the Royal Road

I am a time traveler, an alien that cannot exist in this world of divine slavery. Three years of working as livestock have worn away my sharp edges. I longed for the system to help me find my way home, but the only answer I received was endless ink darkness. By chance, I stood at the starting point of the road and looked into the distance, at the throne made of countless flesh and blood and debris, and the back of a person. When I took the first step, I was destined to be the enemy of all races and the great will!