No Bishop

The world was nothing until an accident; God originally created humans, but died at the hands of humans; There could have been peace between humans and gods, but it ended in failure... Accurate prophecy, inextricable reincarnation; A world that confuses right and wrong, a myth full of fallacies; Bizarre stories, long-planned strategies... Did the gods create humans, or did humans create the gods? Who will dominate the world, and who will end it? The dust of chaos feeds the hope of rebirth; Hope ignited, burning, complete despair. This story happened in the past, in the future, and even more so in your and my present. It is a novel with a mythological flavor, and it is also a religious book with the nature of a novel. But in the end, it is just a fantasy from middle school and a play with a childhood friend.