Gods and Goddesses didn't exist. You thought everyone would know that based on the lack of proof of their existence, but surprisingly no one did. You're the only non-believer in your community and embraced that difference.

You were entirely convinced the Gods and Goddesses didn't exist until one day you ran into Makarov, the God of Destruction. You didn't know it of course, he was disguised. It was a dangerous and overwhelming job to go to Earth not disguised as one after all.

Behind him a car had crashed into a house, bursting into flames. Destruction. The only thing that seemed to follow him.

As you gawked at the display you heard him say, "You know what they say, destruction always follows me. Quite literally too."