
by Hush Storm
He saved the world three times. The first time, he cleansed a nation of the "Plague of Destiny." The second time, he purged the corruption of a rotting Federation. The third time, he shattered an awakening Outer God with his own hands. Now, Zoyta Sosi has transcended the mortal realm, ascending as a deity worshipped by the masses. One day, a follower who had spent years in his shadow looked up at the heavens and asked with trembling reverence: "My Lord, from the chaotic troublemaker you once were to the God-slaying Savior you are now... could you grant me a few words of divine enlightenment?" From the heights of his celestial throne, Zoyta slowly raised three fingers: "Courage. Diligence. Compassion." The follower stared at the sky in dead silence for a few seconds. Then, he opened his notebook and scribbled a single, final entry: —Nonsense! Note: English is not my native language. This story is translated with the assistance of AI to bring it to a wider audience. If you spot any grammatical errors or awkward phrasing, please feel free to point them out—I'm always looking to improve!
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