Beastfolk, a savage race created according to legend by the true deity, the Destroyer Gruush who held authority over slaughter and war.
They were Gruush's "children," representing Gruush's will—
The Destroyer once proclaimed to the world that he claimed the mountains as his territory, only to find that the dwarves had already taken them.
He instead proclaimed the forests, but the elves already lived there.
Two failed proclamations brought the mockery of the gods, so Gruush roared in fury at everything.
He brandished the spear in his hand, channeling his divine power into the mountains and forests, destroying the peaks, burning the woods, and carving deep chasms into the earth.
He declared that his children—the beastfolk—would destroy and replace all races that rejected them.
This declaration turned into a mental branding, becoming the reason why beastfolk were forever angry and resorted to violence.
To this day, with the departure of the gods, this mental branding seemed to show signs of weakening.
The beastfolk remained savage, still believing in and revering the will of the gods.
Yet they fought more for their own survival—
The spreading Phlogiston Sea, aberrant creatures in the Great Desert, and chaotic, cruel terrains squeezed the soil of their survival, forcing them to repeatedly assault the walls of civilization.
Based on the premise that "although the gods have departed, faith still remains," playing a prophet in a beastfolk tribe was not difficult.
You only needed to display your "miracles," and that was enough.
The difficult part was that you needed to design a matching ritual to deceive them into thinking this truly belonged to a "miracle"—
Babaya had already done so, and I only needed to make improvements upon that foundation.
In addition, I also needed to change the dogma.
The old goblin's dogma of smashing, looting,