Chapter 237: The Undead

[After creating the gods from its own primordial flesh, the weary Ancestral God fell into a deep slumber beneath the World Tree. The newborn gods conspired to devour the Ancestral God, each claiming a portion of Its authority.

The god who commands time and space wove dreams, while the god who governs contracts spoke lies. Trapped in illusion, the Ancestral God shed a final, bloody tear, and a red rain fell upon the heavens and earth for seven days and seven nights.

Plague and death ran rampant across the land. A believer, twisted and hideous from the mutation, crawled from a pile of corpses, gathering the flesh and blood of the dead in a vain attempt to reconstruct the divine body.

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