"I know."
Heidewich smiled faintly, and slowly said,
"The Gods are so easily blinded by what is before them that they mistakenly believe they can contend with you, yet I understand that we are nothing but puppets without springs, and without you, we would vanish into nothingness."
God did not shake His head, nor did He nod, but merely looked quietly at Heidewich.
Heidewich, enduring that gaze, knew far more than anyone else combined.
It was as if... He was the person closest to a writer, situated within the book, yet having read through the entire world, even though... He could not know all the details.
Wise men and theologians often asked, did time exist before God arrived?
This indeed was an unsolved mystery; people held different views and argued endlessly, denouncing each other's heretical acts, unable to reach an answer for thousands of years.
In their eyes, the answer to this question was unknown.
