Chapter 1: The Hero's Curtain Call

  In the eyes of many people, Ye Huan is the most tragic existence in Donglin.

  It's not that he, as a yellow-skinned person, was born into a divine academy dominated by white people, and wherever he sat, he looked so out of place; nor is it that at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he still hadn't found a decent girlfriend, known as the number one pure-hearted little virgin of Donglin, and even had rumors of being gay.

  Ye Huan's tragedy lies in his being a genius.

  This genius's accurate definition is that he was exceptionally admitted to the Divine Academy at the age of nine, completed a course that others would need seven or eight years to finish by the time he was eleven, and by fifteen, he had already surpassed the vast majority of his teachers in the academy. Many powerful forces were vying with each other to invite him to join them.

  In addition, in these six years of student career, his contributions to the college have reached a level that can only be admired from afar and cannot be desecrated.

  For example, three years ago, the Vatican's four major divine colleges had a big competition. He single-handedly challenged the 14 talented students from the other three divine colleges and was known as "one person challenging 14 kings". He brought back to his college the eight-character handwritten inscription 'Education is just, Donglin has skills' from His Holiness the Pope.

  Two years ago, several top professors were surrounded by monsters in the wilderness. He single-handedly killed his way into the monster's lair and rescued the teachers with one move of "Biganos' Lament". At that time, the principal was so moved that he cried, saying that Ye Huan did not bring back a few people, but the academic status of the college in the church.

  A genius with a noble heart can be called a hero.

  Ye Huan was such a hero, so when he was about to leave the academy at the age of 15, he couldn't resist the principal's bitter pleading and represented the academy in the final match of the four major divine academies' joint martial arts competition. Then, the tragic nature of heroes lies in that they can never say 'last time', in this final match, he was defeated and his body was crippled, becoming a useless person who couldn't even lift a 20-jin iron block!

  What's even more tragic is that the principal who had been treating Ye Huan like an ancestor for years suddenly turned his back on him just a day later.

  "Our Donglin Divine Academy is the first of the four major divine academies, it's a collective that values honor the most... Ye Huan, he used to bring some honor to our academy, but now, he's just a useless person, can't even pass the graduation exam. Leaving behind such a useless person, how are we going to deal with the annual joint examination of the four major divine academies? I'm afraid I'll be dragged down by him to the very last place!"

  These were the principal's exact words.

  Of course, the principal was still very kind and did not directly expel Ye Huan. Instead, he threw him into a small dormitory near the horse shed on the back mountain and magnanimously declared that since Ye Huan had been injured for the sake of the college, he would give him another chance. From today on, Ye Huan could attend any course in the college without paying tuition fees, and the college would also take care of his accommodation and meals until he voluntarily left Donglin.

  Of course, the scores of auditing students will never be included in the total score of the joint examination...

  In this way, Donglin lost a rare genius student who appeared only once in decades, but the shabby dormitory on the back hill where only students with special difficulties lived gained an abandoned tragic hero.

  "Why, President Giegas, is what I've done for this academy still not enough? Why must you treat me like this?"

  "An auditor... Ha! Is this the 'preferential treatment' I got after working hard for six years in Donglin?"

  "I refuse to accept this!"

  Every night, the hill behind the college would erupt in a weak howl. In response to this disturbing noise, the principal and students mostly just shrugged - if you're not happy, why don't you get out of college?

  The greatest tragedy of a hero is that once he loses the power to be a hero, he will immediately be forgotten by people!

  Until this day!

  On December 25th of the new era, strangely enough, no familiar roar was heard from the small dormitory behind the mountain.

  ……

  In the evening, snowflakes drifted in through the gap in the window and fell on a single bed with two green bricks underneath.

  Ye Huan sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only a thin cotton-padded jacket that was several sizes too small for him, with a chain hanging around his neck. In the cold winter month, even his saliva could freeze in mid-air, but he seemed to be unaware of the chill, staring blankly at a small mirror across from him.

  The mirror reflected his appearance at this moment.

  Black hair, black eyes, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a hint of melancholy in his refined features. In fashionable terms, he's a visual system type male, and being a pretty boy wouldn't be a problem for him. He'd be perfect for spreading the gospel, naturally gaining people's favor. However, due to years of suffering and decadence, his eye sockets have darkened, and his complexion has dulled, making him look like an old, dying patient on the verge of collapse.

  At this time, his mind was extremely confused. One memory told him that he was called Ye Huan, a hero of the Donglin Divine Academy, who had won countless honors for the academy. However, after one defeat, he became a waste person who couldn't even lift a 20-jin iron block, a shameful auditor!

  Where he fell, there he must rise again. He swallowed a mouthful of bitter air and vowed to regain his lost strength in Donglin. However, after two consecutive years of decline, before he could regain his strength, he died of grief and illness in this great snowstorm.

  Another memory says he is also called Ye Huan, but not from Earth, a psychologist who can hypnotize.

  That was not long ago, on his first day of work, receiving the first patient, but was forced to accept the man's missionary task - within ten years, establish the world's largest religion. For this impossible task, he desperately promoted the man's name, as a result, angered the Catholic Church's religious tribunal, and died on the road of escape.

  Ye Huan from the Eastern Continent, or Ye Huan of the Earth?

  He rubbed his aching forehead and turned around, seeing his own back in the reflection of the mirror.

  An inverted five-pointed star with a black goat's skull inside, he has such a tattoo on his back, an obvious satanic mark.

  "Hmm..."

  This mark made Ye Huan's eyes clear up a bit, he clearly remembered that this was the fallen symbol imposed on him by that person - every June 6th, that person would check his preaching progress, if he didn't gain enough glory in his preaching to make the Glory Wing grow one more, this symbol would turn him into a fallen monster, at that time, heaven knows what would happen.

  Now this symbol appears on the back, without a doubt, it is still the Ye Huan of the earth, but after death, came to another world, and fell on a tragic hero with the same name and surname!

  Yehuan smiled as she suddenly understood everything.

  As a psychologist, he was well aware that encountering huge changes, sorrow, anxiety and fear were all undesirable emotions. To complete the mission of spreading the teachings, one must always maintain an optimistic attitude!

  The emblem of decadence was still on his back, and the mission to spread the teachings had to continue. He wrapped himself in a blanket and took out a textbook from the academy to read.

  As he turned page after page, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

  Extremely fortunately, the Ye Huan he possessed was actually a student of a divine academy and even a devout believer who had received blessings from His Holiness the Pope himself!

  The religion he believed in was called Heavenly Fatherism.

  It is said that the Eastern Continent once had a brilliant scientific civilization, but a great catastrophe destroyed everything. Just as human beings rebuilt their civilization in the ruins - just like after a major disaster, there must be a surge in religious growth - the Heavenly Father's teachings spread that another Great Calamity would occur, and only by believing in the Heavenly Father could one be saved, smoothly becoming one of the strongest religions on the continent.

  In terms of this salvific doctrine, the Heavenly Father's teachings are somewhat similar to those of Catholicism on earth. However, unlike the Trinitarian monotheism of Catholicism, the Heavenly Father's faith believes in many divine spirits. The largest heavenly deity is called Heavenly Father Emma Xi, and under him, there are more than a dozen main deities, dozens of secondary deities, as well as countless angels that no one can count!

  Good grief, he's actually become a religious fanatic!

  Ye Huan's smile grew more and more, with the identity of a devout believer, in the polytheistic Heavenly Father Sect, this would bring great convenience to his missionary work!

  But soon, a loud noise interrupted his good mood. A boy who seemed to be a classmate burst in, shouting anxiously: "Ye Huan, don't just stand there! Hurry up and go help, the classmates are fighting with Billy!" As he spoke, he seemed to realize something and retreated step by step, looking embarrassed. "Ah, ah... I was busy calling for help and forgot about your situation, you continue on, I'll go find someone else!"

  Before leaving, Ye Huan clearly saw a hint of disdain and ridicule in his eyes!

  I'm such an idiot, Ye Huan is already a useless person who can't even lift 20 kilograms of iron, what's the point of looking for him... Humph, useless person, I'm afraid he'll be scared to the point of wetting his pants just by seeing the scene outside.

  Noticing the gaze of this person, Ye Huan felt a sharp pain in her heart, and memories of the past flooded out one after another. After being abandoned, not only did the principal turn against her, but even these ordinary students didn't take her seriously anymore - they had already forgotten that it was she who saved them from the monster's attack on their dormitory!

  How can I bear the reputation of being a useless person when I came here to spread the teachings?

  Ye Huan rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a while, then nodded, something had to be done, at least, to make the 20-30 thousand people of Donglin remember that their once great hero was not yet dead...

  Or...

  Heroes may die, but they never fall!