Ipths gathered around the large hole as visible golden threads burst out from Yhwh's body, forming an uncontrollable tornado of power.
At this moment, even the patriarch felt helpless to stop it. Something about the power made him feel fear.
Yhwh was in an intense situation of inner turmoil. His thoughts went wild as he began to doubt everything he had ever done. He began to feel that living was a mistake. All he had ever done was force humans, the people he cared about most, to follow him.
And it wasn't just humans. Animals, pets, beasts, other humanoid races, other races in general, his followers consisted of everyone.
Yhwh's body began to crack and golden light slowly spilled out. "Since it's come to this, I'll die to make up for my sins."
Yhwh closed his eyes, his last thoughts being full of endless sorrow. Suddenly, he felt something on his leg.
When he opened his eyes, he seemed to be in an endless void of darkness. He looked down and saw a cat. This was no random cat, but his cat. This cat had given him his first golden thread long ago.
Yhwh looked at it with sadness. He couldn't shake his thoughts. The poor thing, manipulated unconsciously to have faith in him.
As the cat rubbed on his leg, Yhwh seemed to feel its emotions transferred through to him. They felt warm, and somehow, despite everything, genuine.
Around him, people appeared. Among them were animals, each having been taken care of by Yhwh. They gave off a feeling similar to the cat.
A person walked forward. Yhwh recognized him as the boy from long ago, who he had saved from a falling log. This boy had done everything to be like him.
"Mister. Do not doubt yourself, nor us. We all truly believe in you. At most, you made it easier to do so. Nobody has regretted the decision to have faith in you. You have helped all of us more than we could have imagined."
The boy faded away as another person stepped forward. Another familiar face, a tailor from long ago. He had built him a fan to blow away a storm.
"What nonsense! You think that such an ability could truly be the only reason we believed in you. You blew away a storm with a fan! To me, you will always be the trustworthy lord."
As the tailor faded away, another person came.
"You are my husband. You were nothing but kind and helpful your entire life. No matter what, my faith in you is unwavering, and I am glad that I married you."
Yhwh's wife faded away, and one of his children came forward.
An eternity seemed to pass as countless beings, far surpassing trillion, quadrillions, or quintillions, each came up and spoke about their faith. Each one caused Yhwh to feel true care.
Another person came up. "You believe you are an Ipth, but that is not true."
Yhwh was confused. This was a mortal speaking, how much could he know?
The mortal continued. "Regardless of your body, being a human is far more than skin and bones. The human will must live within you. Only then are you human."
Behind him, a powerful cultivator came up. This cultivator had reached the god realm.
"Skin? Bones? Flesh? Blood? What about that is human? None of it. Beasts and animals have it as well. Only the human heart is unique."
Two vastly different beings, but both spoke the same.
Another mortal came up. "Human? Is a cultivator truly human despite having a body vastly different from that of mine? The answer is yes. Why? Because he is human."
As the last being came up and spoke, Yhwh finally calmed down. Only a few minutes had passed, but within his mind, it felt like an eternity.
He bowed to the endless darkness, now lit up with golden light. "Thank You."
Simple words, but it conveyed everything.
Outside, the storm of golden threads stopped. Yhwh stood there, seemingly no different from before.
However, the patriarch could see more than the body. He could see the heart. He could tell that something had changed.
Yhwh opened his eyes and looked at the patriarch. "I must go now. I am not fit to be with the Ipth."
He began to leave. As he left, the patriarch spoke. "Why? You are my descendant, heir to one of the most powerful races in the universe. At least explain. Why must you leave?"
Yhwh turned around as he moved. He spoke more resolutely than he had ever spoken in his life.
"Because I am Human."
With that, he left the Ipth universe through the nearby gate.
The patriarch sighed unwillingly before returning to his palace.
Yhwh entered the Main universe and sensed his connection through the golden threads.
Across the universe, no matter where, no matter mortal or cultivator, all beings with faith in Yhwh looked towards the same direction.
Countless golden threads connected from every direction.
Yhwh felt them all. His ability to influence others was not actually that strong in human form. At best, it gave a good impression and made him seem more followable. He understood that now. In his Ipth form, it was powerful, but he was not an Ipth. He was Human, and he would remain so until the day he died.
He owed everything to his believers, those who gave him faith, and no matter how powerful he became, he would never forget them and their grace.
Time still passed as always, and Yhwh's strength steadily increased. His number of believers continued to increase at an astonishing rate.
One day, while cultivating above a star, he saw a visitor. Yhwh sensed a powerful aura and thought that the patriarch had returned, but upon looking up, he saw a humanoid being shrouded in a golden glow.
Yhwh felt it. It was truly Divine. The being stood across from Yhwh.
"Truly? I truly stumbled upon such a being?" The being said.
Yhwh did not understand.
The being looked up. "Can I talk to this guy?"
Yhwh was genuinely confused. Who was he talking to?
After a while, the being nodded. "Alright. Keep it simple and short."
The being walked forward. "My name is Yoha, and I think me and you could get along."