Who Is Still Spreading Rumors That I Am Not a Human Being?

I'm done with The Eunuch, and it hasn't been updated for three days. Why am I so unlucky? I just finished reading it, and it hasn't been updated for three days.

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Khorne, God of Blood Khorne grows stronger with every conflict that breaks out, for he is the embodiment of wrath. Recently, there have been frequent barbaric acts in Guhurne, and his power has been improved again. He is always in anger, roaring as the embodiment of power and war. In the bones and wood carvings that serve as records, He is described as a huge dog-headed creature, wearing brass armor, sitting on a throne atop bones, and his endless followers will offer their heads as tribute at their feet. Khorne is said to reward valor, strength, and conquest, and punish cowardice, and it is believed that only the weak fight with the help of magic. Wherever his blood-drinking believers went, they were brutally slaughtered. If they can't find a target to kill, they will kill each other or even kill themselves. Regardless of his origins, the blood god craves slaughter in his name. The blood of friends is accepted as well as the blood of enemies; Khorne does not care where the blood comes from, only that it flows. Slaanesh, Prince of Darkness Slaanesh is the master of all extremes. As the Lord of pleasure, seduction, and creation, his sphere of influence includes music, art, and desire, but also abuse, perversity, and cruelty. His joyful laughter appears when believers succumb to temptation and good becomes evil. Slaanesh's temptations are highly addictive, and those who follow him are soon consumed by pride, arrogance, gluttony, or other excesses. All of his power comes from the ulterior secrets in his heart. Due to the disappearance of his true form, he is regarded as the weakest chaos god. The throne in the center of the fallen palace was empty, and His minions were either twisting their hands in pain, or searching for His fascinating scent everywhere. Even so, underestimating His power is extremely fatal. Although he is imprisoned in the hidden dusk by the artifacts of the elven gods, He is still carrying out his own plans through dreams and whispers, slowly breaking through the shackles, preparing for his destructive return, and the wave of dark emotions will eventually engulf the entire mortal realm. Nurgle, Plaguefather Nurgle sees himself as the god of generosity, a laughing elder who spreads his carefully crafted concoctions over the ungrateful universe. In fact, Nurgsar's mystical gifts to the real world are seen as nothing more than wild blessings. The ancestor god Nurgle is considered by some to be the god of dark life, but he only brings disease and despair, spreading diseases that cause supernatural harm, and transforming those infected into the most disgusting forms. Many people fall into His arms simply to escape the pain and suffering of illness or to pray that their loved ones will not suffer a similar fate. And they did get what they wanted. Nurgle would be tolerant so that these believers would no longer suffer from the disease, but it would not take long for the disease to bite back. Nurgle delights in corruption and the corruption of the body; although the eternal cycle of decay, rebirth, and disease is attracted to him like a corpse to corpse flies, what he cares about most is the disgusting and inescapable disorder. When the infection reaches its peak, Nurgle's power will become most powerful, bringing despair to all living beings. Tzeentch·Rebel Tzeentch has endless conspiracies and mediates between all forces in a complicated manner. He is the architect of destiny; as the god of occult, hope and deception, his understanding of magic, destiny, conspiracy, ambition and deception is unparalleled. As the God of change, He has almost unlimited power, because everything needs to be transformed. Only through transformation can warriors achieve greatness, gods can bestow gifts, and living beings can die. Perhaps Tzeentch will also pull the strings of fate of other brother gods. After all, he is famous for his madness. Not only can he see the past, present and future at the same time, but he can also know the outcome of countless complex conspiracies. He doesn't care whether various conspiracies interact with each other. Manipulating people's hearts is not to accomplish the goal, but to manipulate itself. To even try to understand this madness is to lose one's mind. He bestows certain blessings on those who win his favor, usually some kind of mutation or transformation, and no matter how ugly or disturbing the transformation, his followers are grateful for this dark gift. Praise Khorne! May the sound of His war drums never cease Praise to Nurgle! May the breath of death fill your nostrils Praise be to Slaanesh! May all the flavors of this world gather on the tip of your tongue Praise Tzeentch! May the fog of fate disappear

Slaanesh, Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch?