The flowering of humanity often stemmed from the decline of divinity.
In the vast, boundless Umbral Courtyard, the two Former Gods fell silent and deep in thought at the same time. Only the Magic Net terminal beside them continued projecting light, images, and sounds from the mortal world. The quiet lasted a long time before Milmina suddenly broke it. "It seems coming to you to pass the time was the right choice... If I were by myself, I probably would have needed a long time to notice the changes in myself."
Amun's gaze quietly settled on Milmina. "So that was why you kept coming here to bother me?"
"No, the main reason was that you have internet here."
"...Fine. At least honesty is a good quality," Amun said, seeming to want to sigh before getting back to the point. "Then tell me about your 'humanity'—do you have any idea why the human part of you has increased so quickly?"
"What clue could I possibly have?" Milmina shook her head, the confusion in her voice entirely sincere. "Everything I've done so far has been an adventure, an experiment. There were no examples to refer to beforehand, nor much reliable data during the process. Even my understanding of the changes in my own divinity and humanity has only been a rough estimate based on feeling. Perhaps this is the normal state of things? In any case... humanity is flourishing while divinity declines. That has to be a good thing."
"Divinity means madness. The closer we lean toward it, the farther we stray from reason. But from another perspective, divinity also means our connection to mortal thought tides. Mortals will not collectively forget certain things overnight, so that connection cannot simply vanish into thin air..." Amun's crystal-clear eyes reflected the courtyard as his