Dream Butterfly

[Nomination for Best Newcomer of the Year 2022]
[First Place in Bestselling Books for the Tenth Period of the Sci-Fi Starlight Awards]
[First Prize in the 2022 Sci-Fi Writing Contest]
Saviors are ranked as well.
The lowest-tier saviors are inefficient. They take years or even decades to save the world once, causing countless people to suffer. However, they may not truly save the world.
The third-tier saviors are manipulated by schemers their entire lives. They are ignorant and naive, just like puppets on strings.
The second-tier saviors pay a huge price to save the world. They may lose their spouse, suffer a disability, sacrifice their friends, and suffer many other hardships. However, in the end, they only receive a useless title or even an epitaph.
"These saviors have tragic lives. I don't want to become like them, I want to be a top-tier savior!"
"What a top-tier savior is?"
"Light-speed salvation!"
"No casualties!"
"Obtaining insane profits!"
"Using the present sword to slay the near future, strangling the apocalypse in its cradle, acting entirely on his will, and collecting the reward he deserved!"
"That's what a top-tier savior is!"

That's What A Top-Tier Savior Is!

He hadn't decided when to eat the steamed bun, yet the bun was already drooling over him.


He stood at the doorway, momentarily unsure what to do, whether to rush in eagerly or to sneak away on tiptoes?


But he knew full well that Yiya harbored ulterior motives towards him, so how could he willingly present himself to her?


But then again, he thought, lust is human nature, and who decreed that a Savior could not be sensual, solely dedicated to saving the world?


Refusing sensuality starts with you and me!


He placed his hand on the doorknob, deciding to go in and exchange "views" with Yiya. Just then, a quiet chanting voice came from inside the door.


He was puzzled. What was that strange noise?


The next second, the door cracked open.


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