As the people around me were chasing after the Will of God, all I desired and hoped was a decent life— one without conflict, only peace. Yet, you don’t often receive what you wish for.
Living my life far from conflict, the last thing I want was to become God. Or so I believed.
My world turned upside down when my only brother returned from the war, dead. The last thing he wished before his death was, for me to pursue the God’s Will.
My brother who had always supported my peaceful life and didn’t force anything that I despise, wanted me to chase after the Will of God. To become the successor of God. Why?
