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In the end, Klein did not actually perform a divination to ask God Almighty.
The reason was simple: he did not dare.
"By the way, Klein, what exactly is your real purpose in becoming the Lord of the Mysteries?" The Outer Deity asked whatever came to mind, entirely casually. "You don't seem like the type who thinks he's a savior. Why do something so thankless?"
The sun hung silently in the sky, showering the ground with light and heat.
Klein had no intention of telling this unknown god everything he knew, so he answered vaguely:
"To gain power."
"What do you want power for?"
"To protect the people I want to protect, and to do more of the things I want to do..." Klein had originally intended to say more, but checked his urge to confide in time. "That's about it. Those are the reasons most people want power, aren't they?"
The Outer Deity nodded in wholehearted agreement. "But once they obtain power, how much they can accomplish differs from person to person."
Klein did not answer.
"Some people think that way when they're weak, but once they become powerful, or even just a little more powerful, all sorts of thoughts in their hearts begin to emerge... If you were a caterpillar, moving from one tree to another might be impossible even if you spent your entire life trying. But once you transformed into a butterfly, crossing that distance would only take a few moments of flight... How interesting. Humans don't undergo that kind of leap in their level of existence, nor do they change in appearance or species, yet they can still display different personalities at different stages."
The Lord of Withering spoke to himself for a while.
Of course he knew why Klein wanted power. It was