Isiah's face lit up with a joy so pure it seemed to make the very God space around him brighter. The permission from his master was everything he had ever wanted. Uranus, Gaia, and Cerberus were already extending their influence to the billions of new worlds, but his own domain, the Divine Library, had remained isolated. Now, that was about to change.
"That was already in my mind, so your wish doesn't count. You can make another one," Sunny said, an indulgent, fatherly tone in his voice. He wanted to spend the faith he had accumulated, and with reserves in the trillions, he could afford to be generous. I'll have to create more demigods, I guess, he thought, his mind already picturing new creations; a fiery phoenix, a noble qilin, a graceful unicorn.
