It was early morning!
Room 123, Westview.
Hawk sat by his daughter Jean's bed, reading "Grimm's Fairy Tales." Jean's eyelids started to droop, and then her small hand, still clutching Hawk's sleeve, gradually fell asleep.
Just like when he was shrinking the timeline.
Hawk didn't stop immediately. Instead, he finished the story completely, then folded the corner of the page after turning it and placed it on the nightstand. He then kissed his daughter Jean's forehead before getting up and leaving the room.
Then... he walked towards the guest room from which he could see the house diagonally opposite, where Amy lived.
He pushed the door open.
Inside, by the guest room window, Gwen and Wanda sat on small stools, intently watching the house across the way.
Indeed.
When it came to gossip, women had boundless energy and didn't mind staying up late at all.
Also... the bond between women could often be maintained with just a piece of gossip.
Just like now.
Not only did Gwen believe Amy buying a car and withdrawing money meant she was eloping with Andrew, but Wanda thought so too.
And so.
Anticipating that it might happen tonight, the two women had moved their small stools there and settled in since ten o'clock, after the lights in the house across the street went out.
Gwen turned to look at Hawk as he entered the room.
"Is Jean asleep?"
"Yes."
Hawk replied, then glanced at the house across the street. With his X-ray vision, he saw that Amy, instead of going to bed in the dark bedroom, was sitting on the living room sofa, seemingly waiting for something.
Just then.
A message came through the vast network formed by Hawk's seven senses, which covered a five-kilometer radius of Westview.
A specific fish had entered the net.
"They're here."
Hawk's eyebrows twitched as he looked five kilometers outside Westview.
Before his eyes.
Under the bright moon and scattered stars, a blood-colored figure was rapidly approaching Westview with a blur of speed.
In just a blink of an eye, his figure went from five kilometers away from Westview to four kilometers away.
Three kilometers.
Two kilometers.
One kilometer.
Five hundred meters.
Entering the town.
The blood-colored figure, like a ghost, silently landed in Amy's backyard.
The man looked up, illuminated by the moonlight.
He had a half-inch haircut, a messy stubble, and a face that looked as if he had been living rough in the wild for a long time.
Although the man was old and his full beard had turned into stubble.
But... it was Andrew Chloe.
Almost the moment Andrew landed in the backyard, Amy, sitting on the sofa, seemed to sense it. Her gaze went to the backyard, and upon seeing Andrew, her eyes lit up with surprise and joy. She then stood up.
The next second.
Andrew, who also walked in from the backyard, looked at Amy rushing towards him, and a happy, long-awaited smile appeared on his weather-beaten face.
The two embraced tightly.
Amy held Andrew tightly, her hands clasped firmly around his back, letting tears stream down her cheeks.
Although she had seen Andrew last night.
But... she had slept too soundly last night and thought it was a dream.
And today!
"God, I knew you weren't dead."
"That's great."
Amy murmured, holding Andrew tightly.
Andrew held Amy tightly in his arms, stroking her hair. After hearing Amy's words, he said in a muffled voice, "Don't mention that damn name. Our family became like this because of him."
Yes.
After he was resurrected by those two birdmen, one named Jack and the other Allen, he finally figured out the reason after a long time.
Yes.
Although he was a nobody, he didn't even qualify for college, and even at his toughest, he worked three jobs a day to support himself and his wife Amy.
But... even nobodies had their own wisdom.
After Andrew was resurrected, although he didn't know why these two birdmen, one named Jack and the other Allen, killed him and then resurrected him.
But he was certain.
These two had ulterior motives.
Indeed!
After he was also converted into a so-called Blood Angel by these two birdmen, several more years passed, and he finally extracted the truth during a drunken conversation.
The truth sounded absurd.
Andrew didn't want to believe it, but it was true.
His son was too outstanding.
So outstanding that when his son grew up, he would threaten Jehovah and even declare, "God has fallen from his seat; today he comes to my house."
Then... God was displeased.
His son had not only disrupted several of Jehovah's plans but had even killed one of Jehovah's projections. Therefore, God sent three Angels, and to prevent his son from discovering them, they were split into two groups.
One of the Angels passed through his son's timeline.
The other two Angels, Jack and Allen, passed through his timeline, and after landing, they cut off their Angelic wings, completely preventing his son's discovery, and killed him.
This way, his son would become an orphan, adopted by a church, where he would be accustomed to, worship, and obey the Lord under the Lord's influence.
After learning all this, Andrew was practically fuming.
He wished he could kill the drunken Jack and Allen on the spot.
But he couldn't.
Because Jehovah's plan was not limited to just these things.
Andrew also learned something from Jack and Allen.
The reason Jehovah could not manifest on Earth was because Mephisto, the ruler from the Hell Dimension, had seized Earth from his hands.
And if Jehovah's glory was to be projected onto Earth again, the authority over life and Death on Earth had to be obtained.
This required killing Mephisto first.
Ever since Jehovah was driven out of Earth by Mephisto, Jehovah's contingency plans had actually begun to be prepared.
And Jack and Allen were the guards of the newborn Death Angel.
They would arrive there before the Death Angel awakened, and as guards, they would have the Death Angel initiate the Hell War, kill Mephisto, then reoccupy the entire Hell Dimension, and then lead the entire Hell Dimension to submit to Heaven.
As for him.
Even if his son still followed the old path of rebelling against Jehovah, once the authority over life and Death on Earth was in hand, he could use his bloodline to threaten his son.
How could this be allowed?
He would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.
Therefore—
Andrew pretended not to know anything, enduring silently, lurking behind Jack and Allen in the Holy Land of Catholicism.
There, he saw the true face of the so-called sacred.
Obscene.
Homosexual!
This made Andrew feel exceptionally disgusted, but to see his wife soon, and to see his son and daughter.
He endured in silence.
Until—
One day, when Jack and Allen went to the Underground Room to revel again, a letter from a certain church, from someone named Morro, arrived there.
He glanced at it.
Then, without hesitation, he tore up the letter. Then, after years of silent endurance, he finally erupted, and before Jack and Allen could react, he left the place.
Andrew originally intended to go and eliminate the so-called Death Angel, completely severing Jehovah's ambition to return to Earth.
He failed, however.
Fortunately, he slipped away again at the last moment and hid on a cargo ship. When he woke up again, he saw the distant, towering Statue of Liberty.
Andrew thought of his wife, his son, and his daughter.
But he also knew the terrifying nature of Allen and Jack, as well as the Vampires they commanded, so he dared not enter the city rashly.
These days, he had been in the wild, only entering the city after nightfall to go to his home, searching for his wife, son, and daughter like a lost soul.
He remembered his wife who had heart disease and was very worried that Amy might have died before him.
Just as he was in despair, returning from New York City to the wilderness in a daze, he suddenly smelled his wife's scent in the air.
Andrew could hardly believe it, and then he saw Amy smiling, with three children, in a small town.
Seeing Amy's rosy complexion, he even thought Amy had remarried.
Until—
He heard a beautiful, impossibly pretty woman with fiery red hair holding a one-year-old child call Amy "Grandma."
At that moment, Andrew was overjoyed but also forced himself to remain calm and not act impulsively.
Because it was very simple.
He sensed a terrifying energy emanating from that impossibly beautiful woman.
Andrew worried it was a trap.
So he dared not approach rashly, always observing from a distance. Until the day before yesterday, he received news that Jack and Allen were preparing to set off for a small town in Texas. Remembering the scene where the priest named Morro was also heading to a small town in Texas, he finally stopped waiting. Last night, he appeared and embraced Amy, who was still asleep.
He needed to go to Texas.
Kill that Death Angel, and then he would commit suicide, completely severing any thoughts Jehovah might have of using his son.
As Andrew revealed everything, Amy's expression changed from initial disbelief to unparalleled anger, then varied as she listened to Andrew's plan, and finally, her gaze simply rested on Andrew, her beloved husband after twenty years of separation.
"I'm coming with you."
"No, Amy."
"I said, I'm coming with you."
Amy gritted her teeth: "He made our family suffer so terribly. I want to go with you to get justice for you, for our son, and for our daughter."
At this point.
Amy took a deep breath, let go of Andrew, then gripped the keys in her hand, her eyes firmly fixed on her husband, Andrew.
"I'm coming with you."
"...Okay."
Andrew opened his mouth, met Amy's gaze, his eyes brimming with tears, and nodded heavily: "Okay, we'll go together."
The next second.
A voice came from behind the two of them.
The tone was faint.
"No, you're not going anywhere!"
... (End of chapter)
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