The Tiers of Divine Power

"I am a failure. I hardly ever notice whether the sun is shining, because I have no time for that.

"My parents could not support me, and my education was limited. Alone in the city, I searched for a future.

"I applied for many jobs, but none of them hired me. Perhaps no one liked someone who was bad at speaking, unwilling to socialize, and had not shown enough ability.

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"For three whole days, I ate only two loaves of bread. Hunger kept me awake at night. Fortunately, I had paid a month's rent in advance, so I could keep living in that dark basement instead of going outside to endure the unusually frigid winter winds.

"Finally, I found a job: working nights at a hospital, watching over the morgue.

"The hospital was even colder at night than I had imagined. The wall lamps in the corridors were unlit, and everything was dim. I could only rely on the faint light spilling out from the rooms to see where I was stepping.

"The smell there was terrible. From time to time, the dead were delivered stuffed into body bags, and we worked together to carry them into the morgue.

"It was not a very good job, but at least it let me afford bread. I could also use the idle hours at night to study. After all, no one wanted to come to the morgue unless a body needed to be delivered or taken away for cremation. Of course, I still did not have enough money to buy books, nor could I see