John knelt before the projection of Linsley, his heart pounding with reverence and gratitude.
He had lived his entire life with nothing—no power, no status, no hope. Yet here he was, no longer a wasteborn, but an Archbishop of the Sinclair Order, gifted with power beyond his wildest dreams.
As he rose to his feet, his mind still racing from the flood of knowledge and energy, he knew that everything had changed.
"Thank you, my God," John said, his voice trembling with devotion. "I swear to serve you with all that I am. My life is yours."
Linsley's illusory avatar regarded him calmly, his expression unreadable. "You have been given much, but remember this: just as power can be bestowed, it can also be taken away. Remain loyal, fulfill your duties, and the Sinclair Order will raise you to heights beyond mortal reach. But stray from the path, and you will face judgment."
John's body trembled under the weight of those words. He didn't dare take this newfound power for granted.
He understood perfectly—his power was not his own; it was a gift, a blessing that could just as easily become a curse if he failed.
"Yes, my God," he said, bowing his head once more. "I will never betray your trust."
Linsley's smile was faint, but there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. "Good. Now, go forth and begin your work. The Sinclair Order will rise through the faith of those like you. Seek out others, bring them into the fold. Lead them in my name."
John nodded, determination settling in his chest. His mind was already racing with plans, understanding his new role in the grand design of the Sinclair Order.
He would spread Linsley's teachings, gather followers, and ensure that the divine mission of the Sinclair Order was realized.
He felt the pulse of his newfound gift coursing through him, a Level 7 Diviner—a royalty, no longer at the mercy of those who had once tormented him.
Linsley's avatar slowly began to fade, his image shimmering and dissolving back into the golden statue at the heart of the Holy Church.
They felt a stirring within them, an irresistible pull toward the teachings of the Sinclair Order, as if Linsley himself beckoned them to join the divine cause.
Meanwhile, John materialized on the Gale Continent, the air crackling with possibility.
He opened his eyes to a world bustling with activity, yet heavy with the weight of unfulfilled dreams. He could already sense the despair of those who had been cast aside, their potential stifled by the rigid social hierarchy.
"Let them hear my voice," John whispered to the wind, a determined smile spreading across his face.
He felt the power of Divine Wind surge within him, ready to spread the message of the Sinclair Order to every corner of this land.
And so, his journey began—a mission to gather the oppressed, to show them that they were not alone, and to ignite the flames of hope in their hearts.
...
A day has passed, and the number of believers in the Sinclair Order has reached a staggering amount of ten million, and it's still rising.
The population of the Diviner World was estimated to be 21 billion according to statistics. Only around 40% of them could awaken a Gift, meaning that the remaining 60% were Wasteborn—approximately 12.6 billion individuals living without power or status.
Among the 8.4 billion Diviners, about 60% fell into the Inferior category, representing around 5.04 billion people. These individuals, with their low-level Gifts, often faced exploitation and lived in the shadows of society, struggling to make ends meet.
The combination of the oppressed Wasteborn and Inferiors created a vast pool of potential believers yearning for hope and a sense of purpose.
Given the dire conditions many wasteborn and inferiors faced, the Sinclair Order's message resonated deeply with these marginalized groups.
It was not unreasonable to see ten million new believers join in just one day, as many had dreamed of Linsley and felt a profound calling to embrace the teachings of the Order.
This surge was fueled by their desperate desire for change and the promise of empowerment through faith, making them prime candidates to join the growing movement.