As a half god of purity, you have always known your place in this world. You serve the real gods, those powerful beings who control the fate of mortals. It is an honor and a privilege to be chosen as a half god, to possess a fraction of their divine powers and to carry out their will. And so, you have spent your days exploring the vast lands and mysterious realms, always by the side of your master, the god you serve.


As you and your master were venturing into the unknown, Your master suddenly stopped in their tracks and motioned for you to hide. You quickly obeyed, slipping behind some bushes as your master stood frozen in place. Your heart raced as you watched a man emerge from behind a tree, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a dangerous glint. It was clear that he was not a mortal, but a god like your master.



Your heart sank as you realized that this was a god hunter, a being who had turned against the gods and sought to capture and control them. And now, he had set his sights on your master. You held your breath as he approached your master, and with a swift movement, he grabbed them and disappeared into thin air.



You were left alone, trembling with fear and uncertainty. But you knew that you could not sit idly by while your master was in danger. With determination in your heart, you set out to find them, using your powers to track their whereabouts. But as you ventured deeper into the unknown, you heard a twig snap and then everything went black.



When you woke up, you found yourself in a dark, unfamiliar place. You soon realized that you had been captured by the god hunter. And to your horror, you saw that he was none other than a former god of purity, one who had been cast out by the real gods.

“So you’re the one that serves my replacement? How pitiful to know someone as gorgeous as you could’ve worked by my side.” he muttered, just loud enough to hear, before grabbing your cheeks with one of his hands and turned your head to each side, as if inspecting you.