On the outskirts of Pearl City, a dumpsite is located where all the trash from the city is dumped.

Trucks come and go, pouring massive amounts of trash here daily, forming mountains after mountains of waste of different kinds.

And in this kind of place, a young man with black hair and black eyes can be found rummaging through those mountains of trash.

Clad in black leather, the young man traveled the mountain of trash with great familiarity.

Behind him is a bag filled with all sorts of junk that he picked up from the trash.

This young man is Alex, a 17-year-old young man.

Alex is an orphan.

He doesn't know who his mother and father are.

He was raised by an old man who picked him up when he was still a baby.

The old man died when he was 7 years old, and from then on, Alex lived all by himself.

Because of that, Alex has to make a living to put food into his stomach on his own.

That is why he's here, in the midst of all this trash, trying to pick up junk that can still be used and then sell it.

Through this, Alex was able to feed himself and buy the necessary things for his everyday life.

Unfortunately, today seems to be a bad day because Alex only picked up a few things that can't even be sold at the general store.

"Sigh, today's trash doesn't have anything good, huh."

While sighing, Alex rummaged through the trash around him and picked up a few pieces of scrap metal.

"I can use this," Alex said,

Then he stood up and stretched his limbs, waist, and back.

Up in the sky, the bright orange sun is already blazing with terrifying heat, as if to burn everything under its light.

Seeing that, Alex said, "I guess it's time for me to go back. I don't want to be roasted by the sun out here."

Jumping through a few piles of trash, Alex soon got out of the dumpsite's premises.

Wii~ Woo~

Whistling as he walked towards his home, Alex felt relaxed.

Alex's house is not far from the dumpsite and he arrived after walking for less than 5 minutes.

His house is just a small one made out of wood, but it was enough for a lone young man to give him shelter from storms.

Alex entered the house and was welcomed by a few pieces of old, dilapidated furniture inside.

Although everything looks old and tattered, the house is actually clean and tidy.

There is not even a speck of dust that can be found since Alex always tries to keep his house clean to at least give it a homely ambiance.

Alex heaved a sigh of relief after finally getting out of the sun's blazing heat.

"Ugh, I'm finally back. It's so hot outside, I want to drink some water."

Alex took a pitcher of cold water from an old refrigerator that he had also found in the dumpsite in the past.

Glurgh, Glurgh, Glurgh~

"Puah~ now I feel refreshed!"

While humming a tune, Alex headed to the bathroom, quickly washed his body, and came out feeling cool and fresh.

"I'm a little tired, so I guess I'll sit down first before making lunch."

Alex sat down on the only sofa inside his house.

"Ahh~ so this is what sitting on a sofa feels like, huh?"

Alex muttered as he felt the comfort brought by the softness of the sofa.

"I'm glad I took this back yesterday," Alex said with a satisfied smile.

Since Alex doesn't have the money to buy new furniture, most of the items he has are from the dump.

Since they are still usable, Alex didn't hesitate to use them for himself.

"I guess I'll take a nap first."

Saying that, Alex closed his eyes and placed his hands on the armrest.

Since this is an old sofa from the trash, there are some broken parts here and there.

So when Alex put his hands on the armrest, his palm landed on a broken part where a glossy black metal-like thing is visible.

The moment his skin made contact with it, Alex felt a stinging pain come from the tip of his index finger.

"Ouch!"

He hurriedly retracted his hand to take a look at it.

Alex saw that there was nothing wrong with his hand, so he turned his attention to the black metal on the armrest.

"What the hell is this?"

Suddenly, Alex was hit by sleepiness out of nowhere, and in an instant, he fell on the sofa, unconscious.

What Alex didn't know was that, when his finger made contact with the black metal, a drop of his blood was absorbed by the unknown metal.

…

When Alex next opened his eyes, all he saw was white as far as his eyes could see.

"This... where is this?"

Facing this unknown situation, Alex remained calm and tried to study what was happening first.

Just as he was deep in thought, a voice suddenly sounded around him, and a translucent screen appeared in his eyes.

[Welcome to the world of Altera]

"Altera…" Alex muttered.

Without paying attention to Alex, the voice continued to speak, and the screen in front of Alex's eyes showed the scene of the story about to be told.

[A long time ago, Ancient Gods ruled the world of Altera. Everyone lived a full and happy life.]

[However, happiness doesn't last forever. A space rift opened all over Altera and Demonic Gods invaded, spreading chaos and destruction everywhere they went.]

[Angered by this, the Ancient Gods fought the Demonic Gods, which is now called "Holy God's Last Battle."]

[After a long battle, the Ancient Gods won, but they have also suffered and are at the end of their lives.]

[Not wanting the people to live in a world without a God to guide it, the Ancient Gods created 12 New Gods who now rule the world.]

Alex carefully listened to the story being told by the voice and was amazed by the scenes that he saw on the screen.

"Woah... that was frightening." He muttered.

At this time, the scene on the screen changed and the voice sounded,

[Please create your character.]