Cursed Empire: Rising against the gods

A man of pure divinity towered over the crowd. Dressed in a white robe, his long silky blonde hair flowed with the wind as his golden eyes gazed down at them.

The man looked around at what humanity has done to earth. From polluted waters, and countless dead bodies, to the men soaked in blood holding their weapons.

The figure wasn't happy, not one bit. He looked down at humanity and declared, "For too long, I have watched your world and have been disgusted by how my father's greatest creation has been reduced. I cannot allow this embarrassment to continue to plague this land." The figure's voice was powerful—powerful enough to resonate throughout the lands.

Hundreds of men stopped their battle, hundreds of women held their children tightly as they watched the skies darken, and hundreds of divine creatures descended from the sky.

The figure raised his hand, and his eyes glowed brightly, "My name is Joseph. And I will do something that my father could never do. That is...the clean this world and return it back to his image." He said as his voice echoed throughout the lands.

Everyone present dropped to their knees, howling in pain.

Including the young blonde-haired knight, he gripped his neck, realizing that the source of his pain was there. A symbol of a yellow star that glowed a bright golden colour that caused him to drop to the ground. Blood begun to coat his right arm has an unbearable burning sensation keep his will low. 

Not just him but every human on this planet has been branded with the mark of cleansing.

The pain only got worse due to the divine creatures being in their presence.

The crowd produce two reactions. Many grabbed their bows or magic gloves. As a combined effect to fight back. While a small member decided to flee the battlefield. The blonde-haired man was one of them.

Joseph watched his father's creation descend down a path he had hoped they never walked to.

The divine creatures flew down and laid waste to the men that were on the battlefield.

Even though his will was shattered...even though he believed their struggle was pointless...he remembered the promised he made to his brother. The blonde-haired man escaped with his life. As the last survivor to witness the day that God descend.