"This sucks," Zephyr said as he stood up from his throne.
His physical appearance was still the sa as when he was just 20 and had killed the demon king, despite him already being well over 90 years old now.
This was because divine aspect users stop ageing after they hit the 20-year-old age mark, thus allowing them to maintain their peak physical body for thousands of years even if they don't ascend.
And if they still haven't ascended sohow, the bacteria inside their bodies would kill them.
"Alter," with a single word, his appearance changed to that of a 30-year-old middle-aged man wearing a plan brown shirt and pants, the attire matching the aesthetic of the clothes worn by the commoners in his nation.
"Chantless magic is great; whoever made it must be super intelligent and handso" Zephyr praised, observing the alterations in his appearance.
If he wanted, he could've used the spell without needing to say sothing, but he just liked to use and praise the magic he had spent a whole decade of his nearly immortal life making.
"Teleport"
And with a single word, he teleported outside to an empty street and mixed in with the people walking by.
Disguising himself and walking amongst his people was one of Zephyr's favourite activities, as it allowed him to get a glimpse into the lives of his people firsthand without any special treatnt he would normally get.
As he walked, he witnessed three hooded people bowing by the side of the street and occasionally shouting.
"Praise Zephyr, the God of Mana!!! "
"Praise Zephyr, the God of Mana!!! "
"Praise Zephyr, the God of Mana!!! "
Zephyr was really beloved worldwide for obvious reasons, but so people just took it too far; even Zephyr was a bit weirded out.
But he didn't stop them; after all, this was their right, and as long as they didn't hurt anyone in this 'cult' of theirs, he wouldn't mind letting them exist.
However, what Zephyr didn't know yet was that one day this little 'cult' would beco the biggest and most influential church in the world.
Ignoring the group of fanatics, he continued to walk by like everyone else, ignoring the group of madn.
As he walked, he could hear the laughter and cheers of his citizens, and they did nothing but reinstate inside his mind that all of his efforts so far had been worth it, and they also motivated him to continue doing what he had been doing so far so he could make even more people laugh and smile.
After an hour of walking and buying a few nick-nacks from the local shops, he was finally done and was about to leave.
However, just when he was about to go back to his castle and spend so ti with his beautiful wife and cute kids, he saw so kid sneakily steal the wallet of so rich-looking guy and run away to a shady-looking alley without the man he stole from even realising he had been robbed.
Seeing this, Zephyr was distraught, as he had already done everything in his power to prevent kids like these from one day becoming robbers and needing to steal just to survive.
Without hesitation, Zephyr followed the kid into the alley, and seeing him appear, the kid panicked and fell on his buttocks before trying to run away.
"Haha, don't worry, I'm not here to hurt or capture you; I'll leave and let you be as long as you just answer a few questions for ." Zephyr chuckled, seeing the funny sight, before saying.
"Uh, ok," the kid replied.
"Why did you steal that man's wallet?" Zephyr asked.
"I was hungry," the kid replied.
"I see, here you go," Zephyr said as he summoned a sweet bread-like snack out of thin air and tossed it towards the kid, who thankfully caught it.
The kid looked at the bread with curiosity, amazed at the bread appearing out of thin air, but it seems his hunger was stronger than his fascination as he quickly devoured the bread.
Seeing the boy having finished the bread, he asked.
"What about your parents?"
"They died," the boy replied in an emotionless tone, like he didn't care about his parents dying, which was obviously just a facade he was trying to put on.
"I see," Zephyr replied in a lancholic voice, having already expected sothing like this.
"But why did you not go to an orphanage?"
"I don't like how they treat as a kid in the orphanage," the boy replied, finally having finished the bread he was given.
"Hahaha!! " Zephyr laughed listening to the ridiculous reply of the boy, which he could've never predicted.
"Why are you laughing?" the boy asked in anger.
"Ah, nothing, my bad," Zephyr replied, recognising his mistake.
"Good that you understand," the boy replied.
"What's your na?" Zephyr asked.
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"What an interesting na, Zephyr replied.
"Hey boy, do you want to work under ?" Zephyr asked as his transformation slowly undid itself, reverting it back to his majestic self.
However, what Zephyr didn't know at this ti was that his little random act of kindness had actually dood the very world he had spent his whole life saving and improving.
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"Ahahaha!" Zephyr panted heavily as he opened his eyes and stood up from his throne. Sweat had accumulated on his body and was even dripping down.
~Drip~
~Drip~
"Just a nightmare," Zephyr muttered as he grabbed his own throat, trying to return his breathing to normal.
Zephyr's mind had subconsciously suppressed all mories related to that guy as a coping chanism.
But it seems that 'beings' descent back into the mortal world has brought back terrible mories of when he first t him thousands of years ago.
Zephyr still rembered everything that had happened just because of his decision to help out a random holess kid out of kindness, and how it had almost caused the destruction of the whole world.
"It's fine I don't need to bla myself for what happened."
With that mantra, Zephyr once again went to sleep, this ti with no more unpleasant mories resurfacing.
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AN:
Brand new character art for Zephyr, Edge Lord, Michael, Zack, Jasmine, and Clara is now uploaded to the app. Go check it out.
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