Thousands of years after mankind destroys heaven, gods are nothing more than stories passed down to cope with a fading world. Eva, the discarded prototype for an artificial god, says that's a load of horse shit. She's going to become the next god, no matter what her peers say—and so is that weird painter guy who saved her life. Just... they're going to do it using art.

Characters who aren't part of an extended universe, or whose stories aren't fleshed out enough to justify having their own folder.