Seven Trillion's powerful performance allowed it to travel through any environment imaginable. Even without its shields and spatial concealment systems activated, it could withstand Earth's most extreme conditions. I had no idea what Father God wanted to see. Every time I wanted to stop the car, he would say the same thing: "Pick a direction and just keep going."
All right, it seemed that at least at times like this, Father God, who was like the second brother next door, still possessed a little of a deity's mystery. But what exactly counted as going wherever we pleased? In the past thirty minutes, we had visited the South Pole Point, the Mariana Trench, the heart of the Sahara, the summit of the Himalayan Peaks, the Mississippi River, and the Maldives—I had thought Father God would be at least somewhat interested in Earth's most magnificent sights. But the conclusion was that, to this mighty being, every landscape was exactly the same. He had no interest in any of them—or perhaps the opposite was true: he was interested in all of them, and simply felt that we should keep moving.
All right, after spending some time with him while completely relaxed, I might have come to understand a few traits of the second brother in the passenger seat. Peaceful, approachable, with an aura that made people trust him—those were things I had already known. What I had just sensed was his detachment and extreme "inertia." Yes, inertia. This quality could only be described as a personality trait when it belonged to a Void Creature. Inertia did not merely mean that Void Creatures lacked initiative; it also meant they tended to treat all things in the world slowly. I found that both Father God and I liked to ponder a problem at leisure and