Years later, Link, having finally expanded his power and domain from America to the entire world and begun exploring beyond, might recall that distant afternoon when he met his first believer. "Tell me! Who...are you?" "I have countless names, just as the wind has countless names, and death has countless ways." "These are all my names—I am called the Primordial God, King of the Gods, Almighty and Almighty Father, Worshipped by All Spirits, Cronus, Lord of Thunder, Ruler of the Sky and Earth, Gatekeeper of the Underworld, Divine Judgment, Incarnation of God, Untrustworthy Demon, Primordial Blood, Lucifer, God of Deception and Tricks, Immortal Soul…" "I am the gods." PS: The mastermind behind it all, I alone am the law.

Mona, possessing a magical canvas, became the deity of an island tribe. He could use various drawing tools on the canvas to graffiti the world, bestowing blessings and divine punishment upon civilization. The paintbrush imbued what it painted with divinity, the palette could capture the impressions of all things, abstracting them into conceptual blocks of color. The eraser could easily erase everything, punishing civilization. On the first day, the merciful god painted a giant tree, sheltering the tribe from the wind and rain, and the people all sang praises of His majesty. On the second day, the majestic god used the eraser to wipe away the heads of the tribe's sinners, and the people all prostrated themselves in fear, learning reverence. On the third day, He attempted to try a new painting with a new color. And so, a desolate...

Night falls, neon lights flicker. Gods build the stage, mortals become puppets. This is "Paradise of the Gods," a place where danger and opportunity coexist, where countless players frantically lose their lives or undergo transformative changes in each instance. Until Chen Jiang appears. Paradise of the Gods welcomes its 13th god. ... "There are 52 possible cards, but the magician always holds the 53rd." "My name is Chen Jiang, a..." "The Magician."