Eternal Feast looked down at Kwon Su-Hyeok and wondered where it had all gone wrong. Of course, he knew why. It had begun the moment he offered his world to the Tower of Ordeal. Sewer-cleaning on Aisengard had always been a routine, albeit tedious, task. He hadn’t joined the Tower of Ordeal for any other reason.0

Plants and animals on worlds where gods gathered frequently tended to grow abnormally. Residual divinity left behind by gods altered the air and soil, reshaping the ecosystem. Aisengard didn’t deviate from that expectation. The sewers, where remnants of divinity flowed after gods and apostles departed, were fertile grounds for monsters to be born.0

Eternal Feast had long sent his apostles, or those indebted to him, to keep them in check. Usually, his own apostles handled the work, but then the Tower of Ordeal had opened its doors.0

Faith, and the divine energy received from it, had grades. Divine energy received from ordinary life in a stable world could not compare in quality to divinity born from miracles or salvation.0

Greater still was the divine energy offered by the Tower of Ordeal.0

The tower’s rewards even carried faint traces of causality, something no god could afford to ignore. If handled well, it could raise a god’s rank,...0