If not was not clear before, it was now. Within Tassiana, Thee Champion's ability to unravel darkness and gaze into the light trapped within, was alive and strong. Wiping the tears itching down his daughter's cheeks, the divine warmth of his touch drying them out, the Great One held Tassiana's gaze and answered her plea with a smile that was both hearth and home.
Easing away from his daughter and ex-wife, Thee Champion's eyes followed Ziccarra's stride down the hallway as her voice called for them. Encouraging his daughter onwards with a gentle push on her back, Thee Champion glided an inch behind her. His cosmic sight had swept into Angel's room the moment they'd arrived in Catalina's apartment, but as all three strolled past the door to gaze upon the baby slumbering in its crib, the experience was different. In his time away from the nU, the Great One had fathered a universe of his own.
Deus was his novel, its galaxies the chapters, and the stars its protagonists.
And yet, as he stood before Angel, his eyes glued to a soul pure and unsullied by a world dark and cruel, Thee Champion was reminded of his greatest creation - his and Ziccarra's children. Standing in silence while Ziccarra spoke to Tassiana, the Great One's heart swelled and his thoughts drifted to memories of Maya and Tassiana as babies. To how they stirred in the warmth and security of his arms.
And it was for them that he created Deus.
Flicking his eyes towards Tassiana, a father's smile played on his lips and he allowed his daughter her moment with her mother. For they would soon leave this wretched universe and return to his. But she would see Ziccarra again - not here however, but in Deus.