Yhwach sat upon his solitary throne, gazing up at the sky.
"I am God's son, but God does not love me..."
Yhwach stared at the heavens for a long while before muttering softly to himself.
His name was Yhwach. He was the son of the world's creator, the Soul King, and the ancestor of every Quincy in this world!
Those who followed him regarded him as an omnipotent god!
Those who hated him saw him as an evil devil!
Yet whether they hated him or loved him deeply, he did not care!
Because the Lord did not care~
The Lord only wished to create a world without a boundary between life and death...
A world where every being that possessed the concept of "life" would no longer be shrouded in fear of death!
A world where all could live forever~
Unfortunately, he had failed...
Just as he had never cared about the opinions of the masses, his followers, or the enemies standing in his way, viewing all things in the world as stepping stones toward ultimate peace~
His father, the true god, did not care about him either...
So he had failed~
The most ironic part was that his father, that Almighty god lingering in the past, had made him a promise, promising him the future of the world!
He had promised that, at some point in the future, Yhwach would become the ruler of the Three Worlds!
Unfortunately, the future only existed in the future...
The future was not the past, nor was it the present!
Once the hands of the clock began moving forward, there would ultimately only be two outcomes: the past and the present! The future existed only in poets' praise of romance and in the endless fantasies of madmen within literary works, imagining the unknown...