Jake had spent two days in the desolate ruins of the strange world he now called home. He neither needed food nor water—his godlike stats rendered him invincible. But invincibility came with its own kind of monotony. With no real challenges, he found himself absentmindedly exploring his status screen, until something unusual caught his eye: a new tab labeled **"Introduction."**
“Huh?” Jake muttered. “What’s this?”
Curiosity got the better of him, and he tapped the glowing icon. The screen dissolved, replaced by lines of glowing text that seemed alive, almost aware of his presence.
**"You have been detected by Gaia Consciousness. Anomaly confirmed. Presence unauthorized. Who are you, and how do you possess such strength?"**
Jake frowned, his lips curving into a bemused smirk. “Guess someone’s finally noticed me.”
With a shrug, he tapped the **"Start Conversation"** button. Instantly, the city around him disappeared, replaced by a limitless void of white. In the center of this vast nothingness floated a radiant, spherical being.
The sphere pulsed gently, radiating warmth and calm energy, its light so bright it was hard to look at directly. Before Jake could utter a word, a soothing voice echoed in the emptiness.
**"Greetings, anomaly. I am the Gaia Consciousness, the overseer of this reality. Your presence is unlike anything this world has seen. Identify yourself."**
Jake crossed his arms, his posture relaxed. “I’m Jake. Just a guy who passed out after too much gaming and woke up here with stats so busted I don’t even need to eat. That’s about it.”
The sphere’s light shifted, as though contemplating his response.
**"Your power surpasses all known limits. Such strength should not exist within this realm. Yet you do not radiate hostility. You are… an anomaly."**
Jake snorted. “Yeah, well, being an anomaly’s not all it’s cracked up to be. I don’t even know where I am or why I’m here.”
The Gaia Consciousness pulsed brighter.
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**"Your power is not a curse; it is a blessing. The world is on the brink of collapse. Since its expansion began, invaders have poured into this realm, destabilizing its very essence. Yet amidst the chaos, you are here. You have the strength to turn the tide. You could save this world."**
Jake raised an eyebrow. “Save it, huh? That sounds like a lot of work.”
The sphere’s tone grew hopeful.
**"I wish to bestow upon you the title of Saint—a beacon of hope for the world. As Saint, you will receive untold wealth, beauty, and adoration. The people will revere you as their savior."**
Jake’s laughter echoed through the void. “Yeah, no thanks. Wealth? Beauty? Adoration? You’ve got the wrong guy, pal. I’m not here to be anyone’s hero.”
The sphere dimmed slightly, as if surprised.
**"You… reject such rewards? Why?"**
Jake shrugged. “Too much hassle. I don’t need riches or fame. I just want to figure out what’s going on and take it easy. But…” He rubbed the back of his neck, sighing. “If you really need someone to play Saint, I’ll take the title. Just don’t expect me to do much beyond that.”
The Gaia Consciousness pulsed with what almost seemed like relief.
**"Very well. If that is your wish, I shall respect it. Simply bearing the title will inspire the world. You are free to live as you please, but your existence alone will change the course of this reality."**
A glowing mark appeared on Jake’s hand, intricate and radiant—a symbol of his newfound position.
The void trembled, and the sphere’s voice grew loud and resonant.
**"Then it is done. Prepare yourself, Saint Jake. The world will know of you."**
In an instant, the void dissolved, and Jake was back in the ruined city.
The sky above rippled with golden light as a booming voice resounded across the entire world, carried on winds of power that reached every corner of existence.
**"World Announcement! Since the invasion of this world, the earth has awaited its savior. At last, the Saint has risen! Let the heavens and earth resound in glory and celebration! Saint Jake the Invincible shall lead the way to salvation."**
Golden light illuminated the sky, and words materialized in radiant letters for all to see:
**"Behold the Saint of the New Era: Jake, the Invincible."**
**"Henceforth, the Saint shall accept disciples to aid in restoring balance. Selection will be based solely on the Saint’s mood. Let the world rejoice and await his favor."**
Across the realm, applause and reverent whispers swept through cities, villages, and war-torn lands. In moments, Jake became the most revered figure in existence, his name spreading like wildfire.
Jake groaned, looking at the glowing text in the sky. “Could you *be* any more dramatic?”
Though the announcement had made him a symbol of hope, Jake had no plans to change his easygoing ways. With his hands stuffed in his pockets, he muttered to himself, “Invincible Saint, huh? Fine. But I’m still staying a salted fish.”
Unbeknownst to him, the world had already begun to shift in response to his mere presence, and countless eyes now turned toward the man they believed could save them all.