One Good Deed a Day

Shala, the Shape of Time, had seen many civilizations bloom and disappear across time and universes.

The planet Esperia and its Espers was one of these civilizations among many others, but it had something particular: at the end of the Chaos War, the Espers had realized the existence of their StarDust.

A civilization is made up of individuals, and healthier and more awakened individuals become the actors of a society in their own image.

This was an idea shared by more and more Espers, who then decided to try to implement a new rule: the duty of one good deed a day.

This rule seemed obvious, because it involved the functioning of the StarDust: each day is a new opportunity to develop it.

And a good deed is beneficial not only for the one who receives it, but also for the one who performs it.

Nothing complicated was necessary. A simple smile, for example, contains immense power: it can change the atmosphere of an entire room and instantly make slightly gloomy Espers more joyful.

One good deed a day, on the scale of an entire civilization… Can you imagine what this could create over weeks, months, or years?

I will let you think about it…

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