He(I) was born without parents, an orphan.

He(I) lived in the slums, with only himself/myself, trusting no one else.

He(I) had no name. Just one of the endless starving, dying abandoned children.

He(I) struggled, I(he) struggled a lot. But it was useless.

He(I) died at the age of 13.

Killed by accident. His(my) body was too feeble.

A miracle.

He(I) prayed for a miracle.

He was granted a name.

Para.

I was granted an identity.

Ruler.

“Lord Para, we have located another Ruler”

I subconsciously grinned.

I couldn’t help it. Life was full of surprises. He was nothing, but he rose to a place were even Gods had to listen to him. Now he could gain even more, with each Ruler I hunted, the chances grew.

Drunk on power. Greed and Gluttony. The Eight King Para. Dies by the hands of the Heretic

“Bugs, they dare to tarnish our godhood's reputation for their greed for power”

A figure raised his hand, signaling large numbers of people.

Pride, Arrogance. The First of the Gods. A Fragment of the Ancient God. God of Light Ks ata. Dies by the hands of the Heretic

“Ahaha, a new Seeker you say? Female right? I wonder how she’ll taste”

“Lord, a Clown is next to the new Seeker, kidnapping her would be near impossible”

“SO? I’m your Ruler, obey my words”

Envy, Lust. The Last Emperor, Mifista. Dies by the hands of the Heretic

Wrath, Greed. Lord of the Grism, King Aboct. Dies by the hands of the Heretic

Faith, Sloth, Pride. High God of the Heavens. Shiva. Dies by the hands of the Heretic

Hope, Prudence, Envy. Seventeenth King Las Vh. Dies by the hands of the Heretic

“Anymore?”

A man covered in bandages asked.

“Not that I can feel. The predictions are inconsistent. The Information forms are crumbling down. Diviners will soon completely lose their ability to see the future”

It was a ‘young’ woman who answered.

“Did you find out who the Heretic is this time?”

She shook her head.

“How many have already ‘died’ because of him?”

“148, but right now none”

“What?”

She nodded her head.

“Did you warn them?”

She nodded again.

“They didn’t take it seriously, they underestimate the abilities of a ‘Rulebreaker’”

“Tch, many Gods will fall from grace then”

The female diviner began humming.

“Why are you not concerned?”

“...Oh, I was thinking, what if”

“...?”

“The Clowns. They are unrestricted, they and the Heretic have similar abilities. The Heretic goes against the flow and makes his own rules, while the clowns can ignore all the rules. They are also the only people during the Game who can change the future unrestricted by the principles of causality”

“You are saying?”

“I’m saying, that we need a Clown, only a Clown can stop the Heretic, and no one else”

[System report: A few entities are meddling with the future.]

“Just leave them be, don’t report about them'' the figure said.

[System report: At least try to care, or fix your attitude]

“Keheh, too lazy to do so”

“It seems someone is taking control over Fate. I expected things to be more interesting due to the other dimensions. But this. This is truly amusing”

It was Fen Tian. One of the ’Clowns’.

“I wonder what my dear disciple will think. The restructuring this time will be on a far grander, and more glorious, scale”

Unbeknownst to all, a particular incorporeal being started to move. The Heavens.

Feeling threatened by the underlying powers, it moved its many subordinate Gods and some of the True Gods.

To dare covet my Throne, foolish Immortals

At that same moment, the female diviner cried out.

Visions, thousands of them poured in, overloading her thinking capacity.

‘...even the Heavens?!’

As a diviner, who peers into the secrets of the Heavens to foresee the future, the death of the Heavens was an even greater shock.

The Heavens is no fool, one might even say the Heavens is the smartest, most intellectual being alive. On top of that, the widely sought out power of diviners to foresee the future originated from the Heavens itself. It is in no way unaware of it.

Just like the diviner assumed, the Heavens was shaken. The previous Empyrean Game of Godhood had no Heretic.

But now it knew, the terror of a ‘Heretic’, one who can go against the rules and make his own. It was enough to even break the tyranny of the Throne.

But the Heavens also couldn’t give up its Throne, no matter what. If he did nothing the Heretic would definitely take it this Game, so it will struggle and fight. The future it saw is not set in stone, there is a future where the Heavens survives and wins, there had to be.

Sadly the Heavens was authority and power oriented, its ability to see the future was the weakest.

As the Heavens was contemplating its options a spatial tear formed on it.

...?

In a way, the Heavens was the Realm of Immortals itself.

“Hello old friend, it seems like you’re quite busy”

Who. Are. You.

“Ah, I see my deguising skills are still unparalleled. Do you recognise me now?”

The man who stepped out flickered, before changing appearances.

His white robes didn’t change, but his entire skeletal structure transformed, same for his facial features. He went from a rather old looking man to an incomparably handsome man.

You dare return? You damned relic of the ancient times.

“Oh come on, I only fought you like what? Four thousand times? Killed you around 200 times? Burned you a few million times, squashed you ten thousand times? Nothing too serious to the almighty Heavens isn’t it?”

Begone!

“Meh, I was just going to agitate you with some information but it seems me just being here agitates you more than enough, bye bye~”

...A troublesome fellow. How much have the eons changed for him to directly show his true appearance?