Men and women are neither children nor servants of God, but friends, lovers, and beloveds who can, if they choose, progress to become godlike. Zarathushtra was happy. He had delivered his message, won the wise to the religion, established life on new principles, rendered the country prosperous, trained disciples who were busy in expounding and expanding the message abroad, gotten his youngest daughter married, and had in every act contributed to the growth of Daen Vanguhi , the religion of Good Conscience for the world. He had succeeded in his mission. Many years had passed between the day of introduction and the day of fulfillment of the religion.
Later tradition puts it at forty-seven years.
One could see all these years in Zarathushtra's rich wrinkles. He had advanced in years, advanced in wisdom, advanced in work, and advanced in mission. Late one evening, he bade his companions good-bye and retired. The next day they found him in his eternal sleep, with a smile on his face. He had been granted the good life forever.