In the depths of Hell, a curtain has once again risen on a hopeless tragedy.

  My chance to tell a new story has finally come.

  In the vast emptiness of the cosmos, deities shout their whims with their mighty powers and blessings.

  Mortals cry their prayers, hoping to be blessed and fearing curse.

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  In the eerie silence that follows the gods’ and mortal's cacophony, a single, chilling whisper drifts through the void, lying above them all.

  Something final, something neither gods or heroes can escape.

  Death.

  Welcome aboard the Elysium, dear readers.