A God Born from Weakness
When one hears the title Combat God, they might imagine a supreme human warrior, a divine being, or an ancient martial artist. But the reality is far stranger—he was a goblin.
In an intergalactic fantasy realm, where both magic and highly advanced technology coexist, countless planets are home to civilizations built on different sources of power. Some thrive on magic, others on swordsmanship, and others still on technology. Many civilizations master multiple paths, creating unimaginable levels of strength and hierarchy.
On a particular planet, home only to goblins, they existed at the bottom of the food chain. Goblins were weak, unintelligent, and disposable. They were creatures incapable of understanding complexity, save for the rare few who were only slightly more intelligent than the rest. Even these outliers were nothing compared to the dominant species in the universe.
Once a year, higher civilizations—humans, dragons, abyssal creatures, and other powerful beings—arrived to collect large numbers of goblins. Their destination was unknown, but to the goblins, it did not matter. Their numbers were so vast that no one cared. Those selected even felt honored, believing that being taken meant they were chosen for something greater.
One among them would become Impulse, the Combat God.
The Awakening of a Mind
Among the thousands taken that year, he was just another mindless goblin. Like the rest, he left his mother behind without a thought, without a sense of loss. It was simply their nature. But everything changed the moment one of the guards struck him hard in the head.
Something broke inside his mind. And something awoke.
His damaged brain rewired itself, forcing him to start thinking for the first time. He questioned everything. Why were goblins treated this way? Why were they so weak? Why did they accept it?
His fate had been rewritten.
The Tower at the Edge of the Universe
The goblins were transported across the stars, far beyond their understanding. They finally arrived at a singular, towering structure floating in space. It stretched infinitely in both directions—with no beginning and no end.
They were herded into its entrance, disappearing one by one.
The goblin stepped forward and was swallowed into the unknown.
The Experience Farm
In most stories, goblins are mere fodder, slain by heroes for experience points, never questioning their role.
But this time, one of them realized it. After being struck down once again, he looked up at the human standing over him and, for the first time, spoke: "Why?" The warrior smirked and replied, "For experience points." That was when the goblin understood—he was nothing more than a tool for others to grow stronger. He was their stepping stone. But why should it stay that way?
Inside the tower, he was killed immediately.
When he died, he awakened in a laboratory filled with divine beings. His body was restrained, and he was injected with something beyond comprehension—EXISTENCE.
Suddenly, he saw something the divine beings could not. A status window appeared before him.
His experience points had increased.
Then he was sent back to the tower.
A Cycle of Death and Understanding
Each time he died, the process repeated.
He fought.He died.EXISTENCE was injected into him.His killers absorbed his existence as experience.He was thrown back into the tower.
At first, he accepted it. But after his 268th death, he asked himself a simple question:
"Why can't I kill them instead?"
And that changed everything.
The Evolution of the Combat God
The moment he killed his first human, he went rogue.
He broke free from the cycle. He gained control over the EXISTENCE inside him. He hunted both monsters and humans in the tower. He fought endlessly, never wasting a single moment.
With each battle, his mind sharpened. His instincts surpassed those of any warrior. His body evolved, changing from a frail goblin into something monstrous. His skin turned deep crimson, his form tall and muscular, his teeth as sharp as an ogre's fangs.
The Impossible Escape
Even after reaching the peak of the tower, he found no exit.
The tower had no doors. No entrances. No exits.
So he made one.
For 200,000 years, he did nothing but punch the same spot on the wall. Over and over. Without rest. Without hesitation.
The Tower's walls were indestructible. To even scratch them, the Man Who Does Not Forget would have to use his No.1 personality—the strongest—to slice the structure into atomic fragments.
But Impulse did not cut.
He punched.
And after two hundred millennia of training his fists against an impossible wall, it finally cracked.
Then it shattered.
A God of Combat – No. 3 on the Destruction List
The divine hunted him for millennia. They sent heroes, champions, and the strongest main characters of their worlds.
They all fell.
His power had transcended conventional combat. He could shatter dimensions with a punch. His instincts never failed him. He had mastered all possible and impossible fighting techniques.
He never missed. He never used a weapon.
Even after reaching this level, he never stopped training. After millions of years, his name was inscribed onto the Destruction List at No. 3—a title befitting his nature.
He was IMPULSE, the Combat God.
With a single punch, he could now obliterate entire universes.
Yet, even at the peak of his power, he knew one truth:
"There is always a sky beyond the sky."
And so, he kept training.
A Legend Waiting to Be Written
This is not just a story—it is a glimpse into the limitless potential of those who defy fate. Impulse was a mere goblin, one of the weakest creatures in existence. And yet, he defied fate, shattered destiny, and punched his way into legend.
For those who seek to expand upon this universe, this chapter serves as a foundation—a demonstration of the limitless potential that exists within THE IDEA.
What greater battles await?
That is left for those who dare to write them.