A God Can't Save A Useless Person

[You refused to believe that you had truly become useless. Even as a slave of the Outer God, you had never been completely powerless. Now that you had an avatar, you were certain that no mere average avatar master could defeat someone as powerful as you.]

[After all, your starting point as an avatar master was the end point of most avatar masters. From the very beginning, you had become a formidable avatar master, capable of standing alongside figures like the Death Envoy and Hellhound.]

[There was no way you could lose to someone as average as Viktor. His Water Man avatar could easily be strangled by your purple-colored, invisible tentacles.]

[With that confidence, you headed to the base of the Sky High Gang.]

[This time, when confronted by the gang members of Sky High, you didn't bother relying on your Martial Arts Master (Blue) talent. Engaging them in hand-to-hand combat would only expose you to unnecessary risk.]

[Although using your Invisible Providence avatar against ordinary humans like these gang members felt like overkill—akin to using an RPG to kill a swarm of ants—you decided it was better to be cautious. The Useless (White) talent was nerfing your power, so you resolved to go all out, even against ordinary opponents.]

[Upon arriving at the base of the Sky High Gang, you were met with the confused and suspicious stares of Viktor and his gang members. Realizing that your presence was uninvited, their confusion quickly turned to hostility, and they launched an attack against you.]

[As the gang members charged at you, you didn't hesitate. You summoned your Invisible Providence avatar, using its invisible tentacles to restrain their movements and swiftly render them unconscious.]

[After all, if everything went according to plan, you would soon be the gang leader of Sky High, and these men would be your future subordinates.]

[As you restrained the gang members with your invisible tentacles, Viktor stepped forward, his expression a mix of curiosity and calculation. He eyed you warily, clearly impressed by the power you had just displayed.]

["You're strong, no doubt about that," Viktor said, his tone measured. "How about this? I could use someone like you. Join me as my deputy gang leader, and together we can expand Sky High's influence even further."]

[You couldn't help but smirk at Viktor's offer. The idea of becoming anyone's subordinate, especially someone you considered beneath you, was laughable.]

[With a confident gleam in your eyes, you replied provocatively, "Deputy? I have a better idea. How about you become my subordinate instead? I'll take over as the gang leader, and you can assist me."]

[Viktor's expression hardened, a flicker of anger crossing his features. "I don't care how powerful you are. I'll never bow to anyone. If you want my position, you'll have to take it by force."]

[With that, the tension in the air grew thick. Viktor summoned his avatar, Water Man, a humanoid figure made entirely of water, standing between you and Viktor like a sentinel.]

[In response, you summoned your own avatar, Invisible Providence, its purple-colored, invisible tentacles unfurling around you like a protective barrier. The two avatars stood opposed, a battle of wills about to begin.]

[The fight erupted with sudden ferocity. Viktor commanded his Water Man to attack, sending powerful jets of water and sharp tendrils at you.]

[You countered with your invisible tentacles, attempting to ensnare and crush Water Man as you had done so many times before.]

[But something was wrong. Despite your confident start, the Useless (White) talent's effect became glaringly apparent.]

[Your tentacles, which should have effortlessly overpowered Water Man, seemed sluggish and weak. They struggled to maintain their grip, slipping and recoiling under the force of Viktor's avatar.]

[Viktor pressed his advantage, sensing your weakened state. Water Man surged forward, its watery form shifting into powerful waves that battered your defenses. Each strike of Viktor's avatar found its mark, chipping away at your resistance.]

[You fought back with everything you had, but the more you tried, the more it felt as though your power was slipping through your fingers. The talent you had dismissed as a minor inconvenience had turned out to be a devastating hindrance.]

[In a final, desperate move, Viktor directed Water Man to strike at your head and vital points with lethal precision. The watery tendrils slammed into you, and despite your efforts to block or dodge, the attacks landed with crushing force.]

[Your vision blurred, and a sharp pain shot through your head as the last of your strength failed you.]

[The realization that you had lost—lost to someone you had considered beneath you—hit just as hard as the final blow.]

[You died.]

[Remark: Don't feel too bad. A god can't save a useless person, and even a god can't save themselves if they become useless.]

[The god simulation is over.]

[Died at the age of 18.]

[This god simulation's evaluation: Bad]

[Due to achieving a low simulation evaluation, you will not receive any rewards.]

"Ah, fuck."

Linsley groaned as the simulation ended, frustration and disbelief swirling within him.

Despite all his power and careful planning, the Useless (White) talent had turned what should have been an easy victory into a humiliating defeat.

But after reading the god simulator's remarks, Linsley asked with curiosity, "Is it possible for someone as powerful as a god to become useless?"

[Yes, it's possible. There are even plenty of examples.]

[For instance, there was a certain Goddess of Water who was known for her beauty and divine powers, yet she was notorious for her overwhelming incompetence. Despite her divine status, she often caused more problems than she solved, to the point where she became more of a burden than a blessing to those around her.]

[Her followers, and even her companions, frequently had to rescue her from situations that, in theory, should have been effortless for someone of her stature. It was said that her greatest contributions were often the result of sheer luck rather than skill, leading many to question the true value of her divinity.]

[In the end, despite being a goddess, she was considered utterly useless in most practical situations—a stark reminder that even gods can be rendered powerless by their own flaws.]

Reading the god simulator system's response, Linsley breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm glad I didn't inherit the Useless talent."

"Now that I've used up my simulation opportunity, I should wait and prepare for my appointment with the Outer God Association, as well as meeting my fiancée."