I didn’t sacrifice my life to create the Heavens in order for Gods to fight and dispute ownership over it in order to become the ‘King of Gods’
When I was alive, just the fact that I existed was enough to keep Gods and Demons at bay. But when I died, my fragile hand at peace to the multiverse broke.
Ten Million Years may have passed, but now I’ve returned. I don’t care if there are dozens of God Kings or even if there is a God of Gods now. I’m done with trying to keep the peace in life so passively. Now, it’s the time for Judgement Day to arrive for each and every single individual that dared to start a Universe Wide War for the wrong reasons. After all, if I were to allow the chaos and disorder to run unhinged and with no stopper, then how can I call myself the God of Balance?
I didn’t create the Heavens for the corrupted Gods to fight over it and mark the territory as its own.
The Heavens was a defence system I created so that less and less incompetent and vile beings ascended into divinity and gain their own control over a Property.
I may of died once after the creation of Heaven, but I’m back now and with the Property of Balance, I, the First One who Ascended to Divinity, will put those incompetent and vile beings in line and once
Prologue is a bit bland and a info dump...
Updates are going to be random because I do have higher priorities than writing. Thanks for understanding :)
Please read ten chapters before writing a review, even if the review is going to be good.
I welcome Idea's and feedback on how to make my novel better, so don't hesitate to tell me!