The temple was quiet.
Birds chirped. Wind moved gently through the garden.
But Jiwoon sat alone — cross-legged beneath a dead cherry blossom tree.
System Status: Unstable
[Sin Points: 5,000 (Locked)]
[Stability: 17%]
[Avatar Form: Suppressed]
Warning: System core has fractured. Presence of Mirror Entity detected in parallel reality.
He Has No Worshippers
In a world where gods drew power from belief — Jiwoon had none.
No cult. No temple. No priests chanting his name.
"They fear me," he muttered.
"Not because of what I am… but because I didn't ask to be worshipped."
Arrival of the Curious Divine
A ripple tore through space — and a figure descended: a curious divine being dressed in prism-light robes.
It clapped slowly.
"A god who doesn't want to be praised? How refreshingly boring."
Jiwoon didn't flinch.
"You here to test me?"
The divine smirked.
"I'm here to offer a trade."
The Trade Proposal
The divine floated above the ground, holding a crystal orb.
"Inside this orb is the belief of 10,000 souls. Use it — and your power will stabilize again."
Jiwoon raised an eyebrow.
"And the price?"
"They'll believe in you. Worship you. Depend on you."
"And if you fail them… they die."
Decision
Jiwoon stared at the orb.
It pulsed with warmth. A shortcut to godhood.
But also a prison.
He looked down at his hands.
Then crushed the orb.
"I don't want followers. I want freedom."
The divine froze — wide-eyed.
"You… you fool."
"No," Jiwoon said. "I'm just not ready to be someone's lie."
Aftermath
As the divine disappeared — horrified and humiliated — Jiwoon felt something shift.
The cherry blossom tree bloomed.
Not from worship.
But from will.
Final Lines
"Let others build their thrones on kneeling crowds."
"I'll walk alone — until the world kneels on its own."