[Congratulations, Alex Rogue.]
[You have become the "God of Determination."]
Alex floated silently through the endless expanse of the space domain, his body still recovering from having endured the devastating golden beam that had nearly torn him apart.
His arms hung at his sides, his body weightless, suspended in a glowing void of endless nothing.
He blinked once, slowly, as the system message appeared in his vision, clear, unwavering, undeniable.
And just like that, it was confirmed. He had done it.
He had reached [Godhood].
After everything, after all the blood he had spilled, all the battles he had fought, and all the lives he had lost and saved, he had finally broken through the barrier that separated mortals from the divine.
From a powerless human flung into an unforgiving world to a being worthy of standing among the gods themselves, it had taken less than a year.
Less than a year since his transmigration.
And now? He was a god.
