�God doesn�t lie.�No, I am an existence that cannot lie.�

If God is omnipotent, lying is impossible.�Because any word can turn into truth.�But Sirone read it in the woman�s eyes.�She was hiding something.�

�When I asked if there was any way to go back, I said no.�But that�s not true.�

�Whether there is a way to go back or not, there is no way back unless I am there.�That�s why.�

�That�s a lie�

�You don�t understand, Sirone.�They said there was no way I could go back.�So I can�t go back, never!�

�Then I will tell you again.�It has nothing to do with your doctor.�What I want to hear is, is there a way to return to the original world?�

�There is no way!�

�Another lie!�

The woman�s shoulders twitched.�Sirone did not miss her reaction.�As she panicked, the scenery of her temple shimmered as if she were submerged in her water.

�Are you really a god?�

It was suspicious from the start.�Of course, there is no reason why the form of a god imagined by humans should be a real god, but even so, the woman�s reaction was very human.

The woman nodded as if she knew something.

�Sirone.�We have different conceptions of God.�So there is a misunderstanding.�God is not as sublime as you think.�He is just the designer of the world.�

When the woman held out her hand, a glass ball floated above her palm.�Inside the glass sphere was a scene of a small town, with sparse people standing there.

�You see, I created a village.�Of course it�s a model.�But you can move people like this.�

The woman put her finger in the glass ball and carried the farmer feeding the horse to a nearby field.

�Okay, the farmer has moved.�Changing space means giving time.�Can you find something different from the world Sirone used to live in?�doesn�t exist.�This is God.�I have now become the god of this town.�

The woman held out the glass ball in front of Sirone�s eyes.

�A god is, in the end, nothing more than a designer who can create a dimension one level lower than the one he is in.�Why do you still feel that God is absolute?�And that�s the fun part.�This farmer will not feel that a force has acted on his movement to a nearby field.�

The woman pulled out the glass ball again and held it up with her palms.�As she spread her arms wide, her village expanded in an instant and she covered the temple.

Sirone looked around.�He had already entered the village.�The two stood at the end of the trail and faced each other.�Others still didn�t move.�

The woman approached the farmer who was tiling the field.

�This farmer has no idea how imperfect the world I�ve created is.�Because I was born here.�There is only one way to know.�

�It�s an immortal function.�

�that�s right.�The immortal function expands the senses as a whole.�This town is enclosed in a glass globe.�Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that there is no world beyond the glass sphere.�

The woman put her hand on the farmer�s shoulder.�The farmer turned to light and covered the entire sky.�In that state, as the woman held out her fist, the landscape shrunk and the entire village was once again immersed in the glass sphere.

Sirone stared at the glass ball quietly.�He was filled with light emanating from the farmer.

�This farmer has been expanded entirely through Immortal Functions.�But even so, I cannot recognize the existence of me.�It is Sirone, and you are too.�

Sirone�s condition as a farmer did not seem like someone else�s business.�She said that if she hadn�t tried to hijack the woman, she too would have been disseminated in a meaningless light. JrNovels.com