I Was Almost Erased

The child recounted everything he had once seen in a voice devoid of warmth—the desolate age when not a trace of life existed between heaven and earth.

He had been born. He was the first living creature born of heaven and earth, and it was his duty to carry out all things in Heaven's stead.

But at the moment of his birth, he saw the sight he least wished to see.

The first living being born in this world saw humans upon that barren land.

Those species were not native to this world. He was the first creature born of heaven and earth, yet those humans had existed in this world before him.

Then there was only one possibility: humanity had come from beyond this world. They were worms gnawing at it, invaders, targets he had to purge.

He did not know why heaven and earth had given birth to him, but from the instant he saw humanity, he understood the mission of his existence.

To make every human in this world leave this land forever.

Whether they were driven away or exterminated did not matter.

He and humanity had fought an unknown number of battles. These seemingly weak creatures had survived his attacks time and again, even continuing to grow stronger.

Gradually, even a creature like him, devoid of any emotion, grew weary. Humanity seemed impossible to erase from this land. No matter how savage the blow, they survived, able to continue developing with nothing more than the tiniest spark.

They even grew ever stronger beneath his attacks, and in the course of struggling against him, learned all manner of means to contend with him.

He acted on Heaven's behalf, and thus descended with Heavenly Might. Yet these humans learned, amid repeated blows, how to resist Heaven.

This frightened