Fifty years ago, the Gods came back. They didn''''t come to save us. The cities are ash and those who lived there--that aren''''t dust--are cursed. Most of our technology failed us in the moment when we needed it the most, and we''''re left sheltering in the ruins of what remains. My name is Glen Ashford. My grandfather once held the spear of an Archangel and told the world that if we wanted to live, we had to kneel. Now he rules a small fiefdom out of the ruins of an old high school. I wasn''''t anyone important. I still wouldn''''t be until I learned a truth that few mortals ever learn. I found out what happens when a god dies. Content Warning: This story contains graphic violence, emotional trauma, moral erosion, and a protagonist who stops asking for forgiveness long before he stops needing it.