Chapter 0-Prologue

Before everything fell apart, Zhao Tian was just a normal kid from Beijing. 

He woke up early for school, complained a lot about homework, and spent most of his time trying to survive in high school like everyone else. He wasn't popular, He wasn't strong. He wasn't special. At least, that's what he thought. 

When Zhao was around 15, the world changed in a single day.

People later called it "THE CHANGE". 

No one knows exactæy why it happened.

The sky turned dark in the middle of the afternoon. Strange cracks appeared in the air, like the world itself was breaking. Then, creatures no one had ever seen before came out of those cracks. Some looked like monsters. Others looked like shadows. And som felt... felt like gods. 

Beijing was one of the first cities hit, then after South Korea, Thailand, Japan, Philippines, Russia. In Beijing, buildings collapsed. Streets burned. Sirens never stopped. The city that never slept fell into chaos in just a few hours. 

That same day, people discovered something terrifying... and hopeful. 

Some humans could see spirits. Some humans could hear voices that didnt belong to this world. 

These people became known as "Spirit Users".

Spirit Users were humans chosen by powerful beings, spirits, legends, gods. or monster themselves from another realm. Once chosen, the user will gain supernatural powers, but also became targets. From that day on, strength decides who lives and who dies. 

Zhao Tian awakened on the worst possible day. He was running home from school when it happened. The ground shook violently, throwing him to the street. A monster made of black smoke crawled out from between two buildings, its eyes glowing red. People screamed and ran in every direction.

Zhao Tian froze. His legs wouldn't move. The monster noticed him, it rushed forward to attack him. Zhao Tian began to close his eye, thinking this was the end.

BUT....

Then he felt it... a presence inside him, calm but powerful.

"Do you wish to survive Yes/ or no".

A deep commanding voice filled his mind.

"Yes!" Zhao Tian shouted without thinking.

A burning power exploded in his body. His blood felt like fire, his muscles stronger than ever. The ground beneath him cracked as a red aura surrounded him. Energy surged from somewhere deep inside.

From the surge, a figure appeared, not in the street, but in his mind, standing beside him.

Ares. The God of War.

“You are chosen,” the voice said. “I will guide you. I will fight with you.”

Zhao Tian opened his eyes. The monster lunged. But he didn’t move. Ares’s power flowed through him, his body reacting on instinct. A single punch sent the monster flying, disappearing into smoke.

Breathing hard, Zhao Tian looked around at the destroyed street, at the terrified people. His life was gone. The world was gone.

And he was no longer just a high school student.

He was a Spirit User, and Ares was now his companion.

The war of gods had begun.