Years ago, humanity still prayed to the gods, who were above their own, they say there were 6 main ones, The god of life, the goddess of wisdom, the god of justice, the goddess of harmony, The goddess of fertility and love, and the god of destruction.

Above them, a certain god, the god of destruction saw humans, he had no interest in them, not in an admiring way. But I was still curious, curious to know how those little creatures lived when they weren't spreading endless wars and destruction.

Hungry for curiosity, he took independent action, disguised himself as a human, taking the human form of a young man with messy white hair and bright cyan eyes, But the cyan would only appear later, there was still a trace of gold in his eyes.

As he walked, the god of destruction, now called Phainon, walked through the fields, the green is beautiful, it is different from the scene of destruction he always sees.

“hm?” from afar, he notices someone who was having trouble pulling a simple radish out of the ground, are humans that weak? This thought came to him