"That's right."
Sastiel seemed to have only just noticed Amon's presence. When he turned his gaze toward him, it carried a subtle scrutiny and probing curiosity.
If he had to put it into words, it was like a parent who had always thought their child was obedient and well-behaved, only to be summoned to school by a call from the homeroom teacher, then look at their own child in The Office.
Were all the things I'd heard true? Amon, my child, did you really go astray?
All of a sudden, Amon felt an immense, indescribable pressure, as though a death omen star were shining in the sky above his head.
Unlike Adam, the Sun God, who had kept his identity as an Ancient Sun God incarnation well concealed, Sastiel had always been regarded by Amon merely as a cold, emotionless older brother who shared his father but not his mother.
After that betrayal, Sastiel had merged seamlessly with the True Creator, and his identity as an Ancient Sun God incarnation had long ceased to be a secret.
There was someone who had always been seen as the good child by his family. After graduating college, he went to another city to make a name for himself and eventually became a gang boss.
Then, one day, he spotted his old father on the street. He happily greeted him, only to remember that he now had a blue dragon tattooed on his left, a white tiger on his right, and more than a dozen piercings in his face...
Ahem, that was just a story. The protagonist definitely wasn't called Amon.
"There is a problem with this plan."
Adam, the Sun God, stirred slightly and suddenly spoke.
As another incarnation of the Ancient Sun God, and as the old father who had watched