"Bullshit!"
Heisenberg was furious at Lucifer's doubts.
"Everything you said is nonsense, my friend. No matter how you think about what lies behind all this, it can't change the fact that we personally created them tens of millions of times!"
As he said this, Lucifer's face filled with both grief and anguish.
He held up a tiny infant, the still-unformed Baldr.
"Look at them. Take a good look at them, my friend!
Look at how young and adorable he is, how pure and pitiful!
Children like him were all created by you and me. You gave them life and destiny, only to ruthlessly destroy them with that damned flame just now?!"
By the end, Lucifer was outright roaring. His face was full of rage, yet his eyes brimmed with mercy!
As for Heisenberg—
At some point, two beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.
He grabbed Lucifer by the arm.
"Old Lu, thank you!!!"
As soon as the words fell, while Lucifer was still utterly bewildered, thunder rumbled through Heisenberg's heart.
If Lucifer had not acted alongside him, if he had not understood Lucifer's temperament so deeply—
Without such a point of comparison, if he had been alone, he probably would never have noticed his own changes!!!
It was not exactly the subtle influence of spring rain, but after continuously reconstructing and reenacting Aurorag's world for so long, his mindset had indeed changed from that of a person in the world to that of a person above the world!
Not sitting atop the world, but standing above the heavens.
That lofty feeling of looking down upon everything, seeing all things as subjects and all likes and dislikes as children and juniors, truly suited a creator god.
But he...
His past self had never wanted to become a creator god,