The Shrine Of The Thousand Gold Statues.

"Demon priest" they'd jeer at him with contempt and barely hidden jealousy, jealous of the attention Yin Konan,the goddess of mercy would give him. "Just a demon" they'd say, as if trying to convince themselve he was less than what he was, and yet, he was happy. Serving the goddess of Mercy as a priest. Helping the few demons he came across. He was one himself after all. Despite every other priest hating his very existence, despite the looks the comoners gave him when he asked for alms, despite the amount of beating he'd have to recieve to beg for the life of a child that had recently been demonified. He was happy... but then everything changed when he was dropped down. When he fell from the surface and down this hell hole... He was at fault... He was responsible... *No he was not* The Heavens were the ones who created him. Everyone that looked down on him was responsible As he climbed the stairs to the outside world he was no longer the kind priest of the Goddess of mercy... The gods had made this monster, and the people had made it easier for them and it was time for them to atone. Karma was a bitch after all. He would make everyone pay and his priority was the Shrine that was nothing more than an ego boost to the gods. The shining example to the gods vanity and pride...What would happen if a demon were to take control of it..? "Hehe...hahahaha..." he chuckled to himself as he thought up a plan. Killing the gods was too merciful. No no no...he wouldn't kill them unless necessary... Everything they held dear he would destroy and at the top of his priority stood that damned shrine. Yes...Taking down The shrine of the thousand gold statues...the monument to the god's pride. What a wonderful start to a wonderful mission it would be...but first...he had to prepare...