"Andrew, you really never disappoint. But why did you save the world looking like me?"
Diana finally understood why Andrew had said that nuclear war had already broken out, and that she had saved the world.
So she really had been the one to save it. Goddess of Salvation—not a bad title.
"To sacrifice you."
Andrew shrugged and said, "At this point, this old man won't pretend to be a good guy anymore. I've been helping superheroes build up their reputation all along so I can sacrifice you."
"Ha-ha. I'm so scared."
Naturally, Diana didn't believe him. Andrew shrugged. Why did no one ever believe him when he told the truth?
My life is so hard, Andrew thought.
Diana loved Andrew's lavish gift. Before, she hadn't cared much about her strength, as long as it was enough. But with disasters constantly cropping up, and after learning that Andrew was God, she had begun to care more and more.
At the very least, she wanted to narrow the gap between herself and Andrew. The gap between a Demon King and God shouldn't be too big, right?
Remembering Andrew's identity, Diana asked worriedly, "Andrew, after you become God, will you lose your humanity like Doctor Manhattan?"
"Yes," Andrew said. "But there's a way to solve that, as long as you agree."
"What way? Of course I agree."
Diana spoke, and Andrew smiled. "Good. The way to retain my humanity is simple: find women. Maintain my humanity through love. Basically, the more women I have, the more humanity I have.
"Don't think I'm making this up. Your father, God King Zeus, used this very method to retain his humanity. Of course, he was a bit of a scumbag. Actually, scumbag is a more fitting title for him.
"Hey, why is your hair floating?