The sound of thunder shook the drenched leaves of the jungle.

Under the great blanket of the night sky, the moon shone brightly in the sky, a supernatural energy emanating through the entire region almost as if announcing the presence of something.

Out of the darkness of the trees a being presented itself to the world.

He was a man of six feet tall, but he was no ordinary human, his appearance alone made it clear, even to call him human would be wrong.

His skin was black, a cape made of Jaguar skin was on his back, sharp claws on his hands and feet, on his body were several feathers of dark red and green colors.

And finally, what was most terrifying, a skull on its head while bones were being used as decorations by the being.

He took a deep breath, his eyes as blue as the night sky opened to the world.

"After so long, the mortal world again..."

A sinister smile crept under the being's face, one that clearly emitted overwhelming bloodlust.

"I'm going to have a great time..."

With a whisper left in the air, the being transformed into a beast - a black-eyed Jaguar that rushed through the darkness of the night while letting out a fearsome roar.

A [Heretic God] manifested itself in the world.

...

While a blood-seeking God manifested in the land he once ruled, other Gods began to manifest.

Two Gods, sealed for centuries, were awakened from their sleep by the darkness that sealed the Sun and the Beasts of Darkness.

The "Night of Chaos" caused them to awaken from their deep sleep.

In an ancient Aztec Temple a God of Blood and Sacrifice appeared.

He wore a crown made of blue and green colored feathers and a white robe with rectangular patterns engraved in gold, a giant Warrior God, in his left hand was a shield while in his right hand was a flaming serpent, a God who shone like the sun.

The God's eyes stared at a fixed point where he felt the presence of another God from his Pantheon.

Without saying a word, the great God transformed into a small hummingbird and flew off into the sky.

In a land farther away, in the far south of the continent, in the middle of a dense forest, another God awoke from his sleep.

His skin was pale white as if he was dead, his hair was also white while a crown of red feathers adorned his head.

His gaze was a flaming red that induced madness in those who looked.

He was the God of the Underworld and Fire, eternal enemy of the God of Thunder, the protector of animals and the only one who equaled the Supreme God of his region.

The God of the Infernal Regions looked at a fixed point, even thousands of miles away, he sensed the presence of others of his kind.

Without caring, the God transformed into a white deer with red eyes and shot off at a speed impossible to follow.

...

San Francisco Airport, United States.

At San Francisco International Airport a group of teenagers stood in rows as they waited to catch their ticket for the next flight.

They were all students from a renowned school in the country, and were in their final year to complete their education.

They were all waiting to go on a trip to Mexico.

"Hey, shall we go talk to her?" One of the students asked as he turned to a person approaching further back.

The students were gathered in several groups, but a single student was isolated from everyone.

It was a young teenage girl with red hair in a refreshingly short cut, God eyes were crystal blue and she wore a pair of glasses on her eyes while wearing a common school uniform.

"Hey, no, she is very annoying, do you see how she looks at school? She's very nosy" one of the students said dismissively.

The young red haired girl, although she had heard the conversation of her classmates, remained calm and didn't seem to mind.

She was very used to all this happening to her, to being ignored by her classmates and everyone around her.

As the line moved forward the young woman finally arrived to get her ticket while handing over her ID.

After a few moments the ticket was made and handed to the young woman.

"Here you go, have a safe journey Miss Annie Charlont."

The red haired young woman, Annie Charlont, gave a slight access as she headed towards the plane for her trip to Mexico.

She hoped that everything would go well on this trip.

...

Three Heretic Gods manifested on earth, wandering in search of adversaries they would meet in the land where they used to worship human sacrifice.

A Demon King would go after his natural enemies, bringing overwhelming disaster with his presence.

And unbeknownst to her, Annie Charlont, would be at the center of it all.