If nature hates violence, why is the land so parched for blood? If civilizations are to ensure safety and equality, why did slaves build them? If wars are bad, why do walls breed rebels?

The long history of humankind owes a lot of its stories to great people that lived, rebelled, and shook civilizations for what they were, and our world today worships them for the Gods they were. People of great valour kept our lives safe, great artists became our medium of preserving time, and mere mortals moved mountains with bare hands and clans built cities with just blunt rocks. They, are our Gods today.

One such tale of a God, a God that stands at the epicenter of the linguistic, cultural, religious and creative waves of the long-living Thamizh folk. The God-Men Clan is the story of a mere mortal, if you will. It is the story of the God of War, if I may.