If Michael still couldn't figure out that Cook God was actually the 'villain' at this point, then his brain really was for planting trees. He'd been suspicious of Cook God's murderous, vicious face from the start. You shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but that's for judging humans, and this guy ain't one.
"So back then, you were humanity's enemy?"
Looking at Cook God's current demeanor and attitude, Michael figured he didn't have any huge grudge against humanity. If there was a problem, it was probably a problem from back in the day.
"Enemy? Nah. Humans are tiny, I only liked killing giant creatures."
Cook God pouted, his face full of scorn for this nonsense accusation. Calling humanity his enemy was no different from saying ants are humanity's enemy. No, at the same size, normal humans are much weaker than ants.
"Ack... Then why did the human gods want to kill you so badly, even at the cost of their lives?"
