The Chronicles of a Mage God

The Perpetrators

Mr. Luis walked through the dark forest, unbothered by the heavy downpour. He was dressed in his signature attire, which was a suit, and the blue color of the suit was obscured by the dark night.

Despite the heavy rain and the muddy grounds, his blue suit was spotless as ever. It was to be expected, as for someone who was obsessed with cleanliness, he had made several adjustments to his outfit to maintain cleanliness at all times.

That only meant one thing; his suit was waterproof.

Mr. Luis walked for a few minutes without pause. Lightning clapped again, lighting the dark forest up. The sight when the forest lit up was overwhelming.

Corpses upon corpses of monsters littered the forests, their blood being washed away by the rain. On closer look, different classes of monsters were killed, ranging from the servant class to the colonel class.

Despite the variety of their classes, the expressions on their faces all told the same story; they didn't know how they died.

Mr. Luis stopped walki