Sometimes humans can hunts gods too.
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For has long has he can remember, Sato has been a cripple.
All he has ever had was his sister.
One day he and his class meet god.
God gave them the chance to achieve godhood. All they had to do was survive a hunt.
One problem... the gods are the hunters.
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