Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? Chapter 682 Reunited At Last

The Almighty! The Almighty!

He was present before them in the flesh. Normally, in the celestial realms, his countenance was perpetually radiant, suffused with divine light, rendering his features indiscernible. His presence was solely recognized through his unmistakable aura. It was this very aura that allowed Beelzebub and the others to identify him. They were all left aghast, appearing as though they had swallowed a fly. The intention was to ascend to the heavens and vanquish the Almighty, who was, in fact, already present amongst them in human guise, his memories concealed?

The magnitude of their current despair was beyond comprehension. It was akin to purchasing a winning lottery ticket, only to gift it to another, and subsequently discover that the recipient had struck the jackpot. The sting of nearly achieving their goal and the ensuing 'almost' success induced a state where they felt compelled to vomit emerald blood. Yet, what of the woman cradled in the Almighty's embrace?

Her aura was instantly recognizable to them.

"Mother Nature?"

The captivating lady affirmed her identity as Mother Nature herself, a primordial being endowed with dominion over the environments spanning the mortal, human, and celestial planes. She and the Almighty were the inaugural two entities to ever exist. The Abyss, in reality, constituted one of the initial creations she brought into being, subsequent to the Almighty imparting the knowledge of creation's molding. As for Dorian and his elder sibling, they were direct progeny, born from her very essence. They were not mere creations, but children she and the Almighty had conceived together.

What?

The Accountant was their true flesh and blood?

The four princes felt a wave of dizziness wash over them. However, before they could process this revelation or react further, a blinding luminescence enveloped the world, and voices, unmistakably familiar to Dorian, resonated through the void. "HEAVENLY FATHER!"

Gabrielle, Raphael, Michael, and a retinue of other angels and deities descended with haste the moment they perceived the Almighty's divine aura.

What is this?

How is it that they possess no knowledge of this realm?

Where were this world's angelic guardians?

And why was it saturated with such a potent demonic miasma?

"Engage! Engage! Safeguard the Almighty!"

The angels manifested, the gods descended, and the mortals, for the very first time, witnessed an assembly of such resplendent beings. "Mommy, Daddy, is that an angel, the one they've spoken of? So beautiful..."

"...Such magnificence. Never before have I beheld such aesthetically pleasing entities."

"To think that our humble world is but a speck. There exist boundless universes and beings far beyond our limited perception."

"So, they are responsible for our creation?... We... we are their creations?"

"It feels... It feels wonderful to be under protection. Who would willingly remain subservient to those vile creatures solely preoccupied with their consumption of us?"

"Then, then... does this signify our deliverance? No more subjugation?"

...

"My LORD!" Tears cascaded down Michael's face, each droplet transforming into a crystalline shard before reaching the ground. "My Lord! My Lord, I have sought you for eons!... I–"

Michael, on the verge of expressing his overwhelming joy, was interrupted as his gaze fell upon a figure he could identify even with his eyes shut. "YOU!"

It was his twin brother, Lucifer. "I knew it! You see, Raphael, Gabrielle, I asserted that this brother of mine was undoubtedly plotting something nefarious. My very bones attest to it!"

What exactly was his brother orchestrating in conjunction with the Almighty? Wait, why was the Almighty inhabiting such a mundane human form in the first place? From his initial observation, Michael surmised that the Almighty had resided within this mortal vessel for several decades. What transpired here?

At that precise moment, a sonorous sound reverberated, one that the system instantly recognized. Heh-hehe-hehe-hehe-hehe~

It was a soft, emanating chuckle. Subsequently, ethereal golden stairways materialized from thin air, and a figure emerged, traversing the ascent with a gait remarkably similar to Dorian's own. He also bore a striking resemblance to Dorian. Were Loki present, he would undoubtedly recognize that the aura emanating from this being mirrored that of the individual who paid him a clandestine visit within his confinement cell.

The corners of Dorian's lips curved upward in a knowing smile, recalling the numerous indirect exchanges he had partaken in with this entity via the system, during his prior sojourn in this world. "Long time no see, Older Brother."

"Well," Draymond remarked with evident amusement. "Your elder brother did not fail to impress you, did he?"

Dorian emitted a light chuckle. "Noisy."

Draymond, unfazed by the remark, responded, "Indeed, Noisy."

The Almighty averted his gaze towards the heavens, lamenting inwardly on numerous occasions his desire to smite these two brothers into oblivion. Why were they perpetually exhibiting such behavior?

Mother Nature chuckled with mirth. The Almighty, having birthed both good and evil, surely held a vengeful streak within Himself. Nevertheless, the Almighty's decrees were absolute and must be followed. Yet, like any father, His sons’ refusal to comply would cause Him to despair. Left to their own devices, the sons would happily idly pass eternity. However, the Almighty imposed tasks upon them, ensuring their diligent adherence. In the Almighty's absence, Draymond maintained order, while Dorian managed the accounts. But when their parents desired a vacation, Dorian and Draymond conspired to send them into a cycle of continuous reincarnation. Subsequently, they observed Beelzebub's actions, dispatching their planets to reincarnate into this realm repeatedly. Concurrently, they discreetly protected their parents, shielding them from perilous creatures during each reincarnation phase.

As for Dorian, he delegated his duties to his second-in-command and opted to reincarnate twice. The first instance was in his previous world, and the second, here.

As the appointed Accountant, certain matters necessitated his personal attention. Every detail had been meticulously orchestrated. It was only upon utilizing a bony finger to rend an opening in the heavenly link that all memories flooded back.

He had, in fact, concealed a minuscule portion of his power, no larger than a pebble, within the heavenly link. This power was then harnessed for his consciousness to traverse the heavens and retrieve his true form. The entire event transpired with such astonishing speed that it eluded any observer's sight. Even Beelzebub remained unaware. His true body then fused with his human vessel. With a simple gesture, his human facade dissolved, revealing what lay beneath. At this juncture, his assistant, the eagle-headed being, materialized with glistening eyes, gazing upon him with palpable sympathy. "Master! You have finally awakened. My workload will finally be lightened!

"So boisterous," Dorian remarked.

The eagle man remained silent. "_"

Indeed, this was undoubtedly his master.