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In a realm beyond mortal perception, a divine and otherworldly presence manifested. Lord Shiva, the deity of destruction and transformation, sat in a contemplative state. He was in conversation with a middle-aged man who bore a sense of responsibility and inner conflict.
Lord Shiva's words carried a weight of truth. "You know he can't be revived after dying from those flames."
The middle-aged man let out a sigh, a mixture of resignation and understanding. "I know...but this is for the better. I can't bear to see him in 'that' state in the future, especially when he 'betrays' me again..."
"Yahweh, He was your son, and I won't deny that he held a special place in your heart. But the path he chose was one of darkness and rebellion," Lord Shiva responded with empathy.
Yahweh, also known as God, nodded. "Yes, and I had hoped for his redemption. I allowed him free will, and he chose his own path."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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