By the time I reached the end of Part 3, I already felt content — as if the story had found its natural, happy conclusion.
I started Part 4 mostly to complete the book, curious to see what more the author had to say.
But as I read on, something unexpected unfolded. The story took a turn I hadn’t imagined.
My purpose in reading this book was simple: to become better at my work — whether through clearer problem-solving or simply finding joy in what I do. I didn’t even know what themes the book explored; I only had a strange pull toward it. I had been told to read it back in my early days at ColoredCow — around 2018 or 2019 — yet somehow it happened only in 2025, nearly six years later.
Reading the final part stirred a deeper question within me:
Is this how gods or divine beings are created?
Could it be that every god was once an ordinary human — someone who discovered the purpose of their life and devoted themselves entirely to it?
So whom should I really pray to — the god, or the purpose that once defined the god?
I haven’t found the answer yet.