Hill's voice lowered, and he said slowly, "All these years, I thought... I lost her forever. I never expected to see her again. I'm really so happy, truly, Father God, thank you. I thought I was dreaming, and I haven't dreamed in many years, especially such a beautiful dream." By the end, Hill was somewhat incoherent.
The Creator God looked at Hill, staying silent for a long time. At this moment, Hill seemed somber and sorrowful, yet there was a hint of vitality, yes, vitality. For so many years, Hill was like the living dead, falling into slumber after that incident. When he finally awoke, he became paranoid and cruel, even more indifferent. He had caused the collapse of so many worlds, and the Creator God couldn't bear to blame him.
Now it was better; he could start over.
Heavenly Dao, thank you.
"Father, I'm going to find her." Hill turned and was about to leave.
But he was stopped by the Creator God.
