In a post-apocalyptic world caused by a mysterious being classified as "Alpha". its spawns overtake the earth's surface, force humanity to create underground havens, and fight to reclaim the surface world. This is the story of Leon Silvius, once a member of one of the richest households in this new reality, who loses everything in an unfair game with the gods, becoming a ghost in the process. Unable to comprehend his predicament, Leon stumbles upon a stray god whose motives align with his own: revenge. Together, Leon and the stray god strike a deal to exact vengeance upon the gods, with Leon as a ghost wearing nothing but boxers. This is the tale of a man's journey from loss to anger, betrayal to retribution, in a world on the brink of destruction.
[Fafnir's Castle]
In the center of an ancient room covered with mountains of gold and old bones which he had found, Leon looked around to comprehend what was even going on, impatience and worry slowly driving him insane.
'Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!' He cursed as he remembered Loki's warning.
'I have limited the number of times you can teleport from one place to another to four times.
You are still using a mortal body and teleportation magic is something very complicated that I really don't have the patience to explain but long story short.
"If you do it more than four times, you might end up in the middle of dimensional shifts, ripped apart by the fabrics of space and time' Loki said cheerfully back then visually showing a human body getting shredded into particles of light with one hand while drinking beer on the other.