Gods.
Lifeforms bestowed with that title existed in countless numbers throughout the infinitely vast Multiverse.
Among them, in different times and spaces or different regions,
the actual definition of a god varied drastically.
In some places, whether human or ghost, anyone with even a little power could call themselves a god.
Even if that little bit of power was somewhat lacking when used against ordinary people...
What stood out was their sheer uselessness and pathetic incompetence.
In other places, gods were more sacred and powerful, more in line with what ordinary people imagined.
Powerful, wise, kind, long-lived...
They could move mountains and fill seas, and they could live forever.
In short, when it came to the relevant definitions of gods,
the World of Toril could barely be classified under the latter category.
1: Gods were powerful.
2: Gods were immortal.
3: Gods could not be opposed by mortals.
4: Gods were sacred and inviolable.
5: Gods could accomplish what ordinary people could not.
Those points were the simplest, most direct, and most fundamental understanding that the countless beings here had of gods.
Therefore.
Under normal circumstances, mortals slaying gods?
Here, that could basically be regarded as a delusion born of madness...
No one would believe it,
much less truly take it seriously.
It was completely suicidal...
This was neither gods boasting about themselves
nor some kind of false advertising.
In this World of Toril, there truly existed an enormous chasm between ordinary true gods and lifeforms beneath them...
First of all.
Mortal-level beings, whether humans, orcs, or creatures like dragons,
did not possess the ability to kill ordinary true gods!
Even if they truly scattered a god's body,
the god would quickly revive without leaving behind so much as a wound.
Furthermore.
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