S-Class Hunter with Great Luck

I was a genius shaman. The future was visible to me with perfect clarity, and ghosts trembled whenever they saw me. But what good is that! I was born into an era that was terribly, terribly wrong. In this world where prophet hunters reigned supreme, being unemployed was better than being a shaman. [Awakening Condition Met!] …Until I awakened. “Descent Ritual.” | Khahahaha! You have summoned me! | “Please take good care of me, divine spirit!” Shwing-! I swung my sword, imbued with the full power of the divine. This is the story of a genius shaman who was born into a terribly… no, a wonderfully wrong era.