Prologue

God of Foresight, frustration ablaze in his eyes, demanded, "Why do I always lose against you, God of Illusion?"

With a sly smile, the God of Illusion retorted, "Well, maybe it's because you're simply bad at chess, God of Foresight."

The God of Foresight, vehemently denying any wrongdoing, declared, "It's impossible for me to lose when I can see the future."

In a mysterious tone, the God of Illusion teased, "Oh, I have my ways, my friend. Secrets that even foresight can't uncover."

Enraged, the God of Foresight seized the God of Illusion, desperation evident in his grip. As they struggled, a chess piece toppled, cascading consequences down to Earth, shattering a house in Germany. Both gods exchanged guilty glances.

God of Illusion sighed, "I think we got in trouble."

God of Foresight nodded, "Of course. You know what this means for us now, right?" With a mischievous smile, God of Illusion replied, "We're going to do the Spin Wall."

God of Foresight frowned, "Why did the godfather set rules like that? Every time we accidentally kill a mortal, we must spin that damn wall to transfer the soul to the other world. Then, we must spin it again to select a temple, and all of that will require our divine power." Adding, "Stop looking dumb; you know it will take years for us to recover. Though waiting is the simplest way, it's uncomfortable for my power to go down."

First, God of Foresight collected the unfortunate person's soul. They both went to the temple of Spin, surprising the guards since they had never accidentally killed a mortal before. In a short time, they arrived at the Spin Wall. First, they put the soul in it, and a sound echoed, "Ding, soul has been collected." Now, as the cause of death, they had to put in each half of a hundred percent.

The God of Foresight emitted a bright gold energy from his palm, and the God of Illusion did the same. After both contributed, a sound rang out, "Ding, hundred percent collected," and the Spin Wall began to spin. There were numerous worlds: 10 percent, 30 percent, 15 percent, and so on. The spin gradually slowed until it completely stopped on a 5 percent world called Tensura."

The God of Foresight remarked, "Hmm, is that the world the dragon created, the one that originates from a world with the same level as ours? I heard he abandoned the world where he was born."

The God of Illusion responded, "You're right. It's that dragon. What was his name again? Hmm, I forgot." Now, it's time for the temple spin. Both gods repeated the process with temples at 30 percent, 1 percent, 27 percent, 4 percent, and more. Slowly, it fell on a 5

percent temple called Anos Voldigoad, The Demon of Tyranny.

The God of Foresight mused, "What luck did this guy consume? Perhaps the essence of fortune played a role. No, it's implausible, as she isn't permitted to aid others unless they are born fortunate or chosen by the godfather. It seems this individual will swiftly rise over the selected world." A resonant sound followed, "Ding, selection completed. Transfer soul to selected world: Tensura. Selected temple: Anos Voldigoad, 1, 5, 20, 50, 70, 90, 92, 95, 98, 100. Transfer complete." The god of foresight sights and says," I go back to recovery its feels uncomfortable to nearly fall a level." As the God of foresight leaved the the God of Illusion starts to smile and whispered "Now the stage one of the plan has compled and the throne of heavens will be mine." and leaves at too.....