Silvery ripples of broken spacetime wreak havoc like the god of chaos descendet. Well.. He did, just like several hundreds of thousands of other gods.
Everything happened for a reason, or should I say person?
White, blood stained hair, golden eyes which emit endless killing intent. With wings, one White as the purest light and one as dark as the darkness itself.
There he was, both his legs are missing, his right arm broken.
His wrathful voice resounds through everything in existence: "Thy. End. Shall. Come!! I will return, getting revenge on those who betrayed me! Remember my name.. Hiro.. Hiro Legia!"
Absolute silence. Nobody talked, not even birds in a remote dimension far away dared to make some noise.
As his vision darkened a shadowy figure resembling a little kid appeared in front of him. Speaking with a soft but creepy voice, the sentence that kid said was the last thing he heard.
"I don't think so."
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[What do you want?]
"A second chance.. to see them again.. my family.."
[Is that all?]
"Revenge.. I want the power to bring safety to everyone close to me!"
[Alright, you will sign a contract if you are willing to give me a name]
"Huh? what even are you?"
[Acces denied: name required]
"Okay okay, I'll call you lyra. Are you satisfied?"
[System activated.]
[+1 Beginner package]
[+1 Random revive]
"What exactly are you?"
[Lyra.]
"Ah come on, don't be like that"
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Somewhere in space and time a fallen God and a childish system are arguing... one sided but they still are.
He decided to think things through, not wanting to make mistakes,
.. again.