The Saint Mary Kingdom.
A nation built atop the clouds, overlooking the entire world.
Everyone in this nation considered themselves noble.
They ruled the lower world, backed by this world's absolute military might.
Even a stray dog born in this nation would be revered as a divine beast in the outside world.
Such reverence made the people of this nation covet wealth and indulge in pleasure.
Every race and nation in the lower world was their slave.
These days had lasted for thousands of years.
Until now.
"Hold the line! Hold the line, I said! You useless slaves, hurry up and hold the line!"
A noble of the Saint Mary Kingdom wielded a gold-threaded whip, lashing a group of soldiers defending the city-state.
Beside him stood an Extraordinary capable of turning the tide of battle, yet he had ordered them to stay by his side and protect him.
The monsters had breached the walls.
A horde of apes wreathed in flames descended from the sky, relentlessly battering the city-state's magic shield.
The soldiers suffered terribly, yet dared not resist in any way.
Thousands of years of servility had left these people thoroughly domesticated by these nobles.
This domestication had even been etched into the very foundations of their genes through magic, making it difficult to change.
Outside this middling-sized city.
A Flame Gorilla seated on a throne crushed a skull-shaped wine flask and roared as it listened to the reports of the other apes beside it.
"You're saying that Lord Scar's doppelganger can't be contacted now? And there's no word of the scheduled reinforcements either?"
"Yes, my god. Shall we continue?"
[God Number-C-26-Fire Ape]
A C-Rank god.
As a false god without a Divine Kingdom, what it desired most was to obtain one and advance to Rank B.