"So the G.o.ddess of Earth's G.o.d name would be Earth?" he asked.

"No, you idiot, Earth is her t.i.tle. A G.o.d name and a t.i.tle are completely different concepts," the phoenix chimed in.

"Then, what's a G.o.d name?" he asked, getting more confused by the second.

"Take Time, for example. His t.i.tle is Time while his G.o.d name is Chronos," Ibis explained.

"Then, what about his real name?"

"Who cares about his real name?" the phoenix complained. " He abandoned it ages ago when he became a G.o.d. You don't have to worry about it."

"So his real name is not Chronos?"

"Use your brain, human. Of course, it's not. Do you really think that his parents would name him Chronos when he was born because they had received some sort of prophecy that said that he would be the G.o.d of time in the future?"

"...Perhaps?"

The bird gave him a look as if it was calling him an idiot. The other two were not any better and kept gawking at his lack of common sense.

The new Almighty felt wronged. He was new here and knew nothing so what was wrong with asking a few silly questions?

Clearing his throat, Ibis asked, "You still have not told us your G.o.d name."

"Oh, right. My G.o.d name is...is..." Wait, what is my G.o.d name? Atiri never told me! Not to mention he could not make up one either. What if they had a list of G.o.d names and the one he said was not on the list? He would surely get into trouble then.

"Don't tell me that you don't know that either," the phoenix asked, appalled.

"Well..." he said, embarra.s.sed.

It's a good thing Archia is not here. She would have had a heart attack from hearing this conversation, the owl thought. This was taking a number on his health as well.

"Then do you know what you are the G.o.d of?" Ibis asked weakly.

"Ugh..." What was the Almighty the G.o.d of? Atiri did not tell me this either. It was only now that he realized how utterly clueless he truly was. He felt like crying. I want to go back to Earth (not the person), take a nice long nap, and forget this ever happened.

Ibis started to feel dizzy all of a sudden and sat down with a thump. It is exhausting talking to idiots, he lamented.

Neko, on the other hand, was trying hard to hold back her laughter. Not exposing the ident.i.ty of the Almighty was the best thing she ever did. A clueless Almighty, a speechless phoenix, and an owl that was string to dought its own existence. Is there anything more interesting? Call it a s.a.d.i.s.t all you want but it was not giving up such good entertainment.