Prologue: The Fall of the Phoenix God
Long ago, when the stars bowed to flame and gods walked among mortals, there existed a being known only as the Phoenix God.
With wings of golden fire and eyes that saw through all lies, he ruled the skies and guarded the balance of realms. He burned corruption with his flames and breathed life into worlds. Worshipped by millions, envied by gods, he stood alone above all.
Until the betrayal.
Struck down by those he once called allies, his divine core shattered, and his soul was cast into the cycle of rebirth. The world forgot his name. His temples crumbled. His statues turned to dust.
But the flame never truly dies.
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Chapter 1: System Awakens – The Chicken Who Knew Too Much
The coop smelled of hay, sweat, and something that could only be described as despair. Among a dozen ordinary chickens, one bird stood out—not for his size or feathers, but for the way he stared at the rising sun like he understood it.
He had no name. No family. Just... thoughts.
"Why do I understand what the humans are saying? Why do I dream of fire? Of war? Of screaming gods and falling stars?"
He was, by all appearances, a fat, weird-looking chicken. The kind that other chickens mocked and pecked at. The kind that children laughed at and farmers ignored. Yet, in his heart, he felt something burning. Something ancient.
Then, on the day the sky turned gold for a brief second...
[Ding!]
Supreme God System has been activated.
> [Welcome, Host. Your soul has been identified as a dormant divine fragment.]
[Status: Power – Sealed | Memory – Obscured | Body – Degraded]
[Primary Directive: Grow stronger, help humanity, and ascend.]
[Note: True identity classified for protection. Unauthorized access detected in Heavenly Realm.]
[System will assist host while concealing their origin as the Phoenix God.]
[Bonus Mission: Earn 1,000 God Points by being worshipped as a disguised god.]
The chicken blinked.
What the actual cluck?
Before he could panic, a warm light filled his chest. He suddenly remembered fragments—flames, corrupted deities, divine power, and something falling apart.
He trembled—not in fear, but in awe.
He wasn't just a bird. He was something more.
And he would rise again—feather by feather.