The single bystander who survived the Great Chaos, a war between god over their dominion, the Storm God, was at the end of his life. Instead of letting his Lightning Magic release and become usable, he seals his power in a sword, and seals it in the bloodline of a mortal.
Gale Tempest is in trouble, sent to another plane of existence with nothing but his clothes. For millions of years, he has no choice but to train his soul.
Of course, he did have one other thing to train...
This is a story with an Overpowered Protagonist, just a warning.
The beginning was inspired by WizOfTime's stories, so give him some love.