"Could it be—Amon, you still don't know that your dear older brother is actually an incarnation of your father, the Ancient Sun God?"
"The eldest son of God, the Dream Angel, was in fact an incarnation that inherited the divinity of the Ancient Sun God."
In an instant, Amon's gaze changed as he looked toward Adam, the Sun God, whose expression remained unchanged.
Adam, the Sun God, showed not the slightest flaw in his expression, but once certain matters had been exposed, things were destined never to return to how they had been.
Was what the other party said true?
Reexamining the past with a measure of doubt, Amon arrived at his own answer.
"You—"
"Oh my, then doesn't that mean Sastiel also didn't know? Amon, all these years, you've harmed who knew how many people, toyed with them out of malicious amusement, and turned them into avatars?"
Amon: "..."
Amon, who had been about to flare up, immediately lowered his flag. The look in his eyes became utterly clear.
"Amon, you—"
Sastiel's eyes were filled with shock and disappointment. Meeting that gaze, Amon looked away as though he had been burned, then spoke somewhat irritably:
"Why are you looking at me like that? You're not Him!"
That was right. Sastiel was an avatar of the Ancient Sun God, but that did not mean Sastiel could so smoothly take on his father's role and discipline him!
And besides, now he was stepping out to condemn him—where had he been when Amon had first gone bad?
"...You're right."
The disappointment on Sastiel's face quickly faded, replaced by guilt and self-reproach.
"I..."
Amon's lips moved slightly, his expression shifting as he did not know how to speak.
Back then, Sastiel had clearly had no ability to change anything either. He should not