After shedding his identity as a Dimensional Demon God, Agamotto had another identity: the first Sorcerer Supreme. He had once taken human form and gone to Earth to fight the Celestials and the Zerg.
But that had been long ago.
After returning to his mother's side, Agamotto had turned back into a mama's boy. Oshtur called the shots on everything, Hoggoth handled anything that required fighting, and the bald man himself spent most of his time making up the numbers.
So his schedule had become rather monotonous.
Either he worked alone in the laboratory on magical research, keeping the Vishanti school of spells up to date, or he hung around with the winged people, chanting scriptures and preaching over and over.
He was the one who had adapted the Scriptures of Oshtur into the Book of Vishanti.
Don't let Agamotto's hulking build fool you. His neck was as thick as his head, his body was covered in muscle, and his attitude was downright arrogant. Whenever his projection appeared as a huge bald head, he looked like one of Easter Island's stone statues.
But he was not a fighter. He was a researcher and a thinker.
Hoggoth had gone to fetch someone. Beneath the garden gazebo, only Deathstroke and Oshtur remained seated across from each other. The Goddess ordered the little birds to bring fruit and place it on the table, inviting Deathstroke to try the grapes and see how they differed from those on Earth. Then she asked:
"Can you show me what Mother Night looks like?"
Naturally, that was no problem. The Goddess wanted to see her own daughter-in-law. Perfectly reasonable.
After stuffing a small bunch of grapes into Strangle, Su Ming released Cosmic Energy to form a projection, displaying Mother Night's appearance—specifically, the way she looked while bathing.