Twenty years have passed since Zahand's ascension to the throne of the supreme god of the earthly world. The first generation grew up and the second generation of intelligent people was born under the protection of the system. Many races that emerged from the dungeons now coexist with people, they have become a single society where there are no differences in appearance. The same cannot be said about beliefs. Many gods, obvious, not fictitious, at arm's length, providing real protection and bestowing blessings, divided the world into territories. Disputes, conflicts, wars. Ordinary everyday life in a world ruled by system and power. Only the supreme deity is not interested in the problems of mortals, he has his own concerns, however, a combination of circumstances forced him to plunge into the world of mortals, and even as the weakest of them. From the top of power, to the very bottom, for the sake of even greater power than before.