The Last Silver Wolf

"It is done," Frederick muttered as he looked down on the battered body of General Siwa. The beautiful figure that had caused he and his companions so much headache at the beginning was barely recognisable; in fact, it was difficult to describe the meat patty that was mixed into the soil below as a body; it was more like a fertiliser now.

The soul of the imposter heralding as the True Goddess had been destroyed by his mighty hammer. His hammer had forged the truth out of a lie several hundreds of milllenia old.

"I cannot believe that one so arrogant was able to deceive the universe that she was the True Goddess. Even more unbelievable is that she has people following her, thinking that she speaks the truth." Frederick frowned as the thought of several people following after the wrong person caused his stomach to churn painfully. The real True Goddess was too kind to build an army. That should have been enough to reveal the imposter to those who followed her. Alas, people always jumpe