It had been a few days since GM personally exterminated an annoying bug...and needless to say, he didn't think Angel could cry and smile more than he did once he realized he was free.

The soul known as Anthony was getting closer and closer to redemption. Now that he was free, it was only a matter of time.

However, in the time they had, GM still had a few more things to do...and thankfully, Charlie was still the source of pure hope and joy she always was, so she set her grandfather on another little journey alongside someone.

...someone he wasn't particularly fond of though.

Alastor was silent as he walked alongside the Heavenly Father, his eye twitching.

GM just had his arms behind his back as they walked, the smile that was usually on his face now gone.

Eventually, they arrived at an elevator.

"...so, where are we again?" GM asked.

Alastor laughed. "Well, unlike you, I have meetings to attend!"

"And unlike you, I can exist at two places at once." GM grinned. "So, I'm doing both meetings and staying in Hell."

"HA! This coming from the person who has been doing nothing in the hotel except talking!"

"Haha! This coming from the person who thought The Radio Demon was an outstanding name...when it's just okay."

"HAHA! Fuck you." Alastor snarled.

GM just grinned wide before they stepped into the elevator. "I only put up with you for my granddaughter's sake...if you do anything to guide that pure soul into a path of darkness, you are going to find your owner merciful compared to me."

Alastor laughed. "Why! I have no intention of doing so! But I am impressed how wrathful God can be! Is Wrath not a Sin?"

"Where do you think the feelings of wrath and sin came from?" GM asked. "I was the first to experience them. There's a bit more to it, but I doubt you're interested in storytime about the universe."

Alastor grinned. "I'd rather not hear your voice any longer than necessary."

Carmilla Carmine blinked as she stared at the tall ruler of Heaven sitting down at the table alongside several other Overlords. She then looked at Alastor. "...Alastor."

"Ah, Carmilla! I suppose this has something to do with where I've been for the past seven years!"

"No." Carmilla said. "I still don't care."

GM couldn't help but snort, despite his form not having a nose.

"I was wondering why God is sitting right next to you." Carmilla said.

GM blinked. "Oh! You actually recognize me!"

"Yeah, uhh, it didn't take long to figure out after a few days ago...and how King Lucifer was just calling you 'Dad'." Zeezi, a dinosaur Overlord, said.

GM hummed. "I suppose that's true! Well! It's nice to meet some of Hell's Overlords!"

"I did not expect you to be this...polite." Carmilla said. "You are aware of what we are, yes?"

GM chuckled. "Yes, I know. And while I'm not exactly fond of the fact that you collect souls...I must also acknowledge that most of you don't torture them and the souls did agree, thus putting them into their own mess. I can't do every little thing for everybody."

"Ah, yes! All the wars on Earth are proof of that! What a good job you've been doing!" Alastor smirked.

GM just smirked back. "Guns are a fascinating thing, are they not? I find them primitive...but I certainly approve if a gun is what killed you."

"...oh, burn." Zeezi muttered.

Carmilla just smirked to herself.

Rosie couldn't help but laugh. "He's got you there, Al! But, I must say! It's a pleasure to meet God himself!!! You're much skinnier than I thought you'd be! Do you need a snack?"

"As much as I love a good snack, I don't think I'd be interested in any of the snacks you carry, Rosie." GM said. "With all due respect."

Rosie waved her hand. "Well! Can't blame a girl for trying!"

GM then hummed before he noticed a particular Overlord at the table. He tilted his head. "Huh...excuse me, sir! Can I have your name?"

An Overlord with a skull for a head, antlers, and blue hellfire surrounding his face turned to GM...and said nothing.

GM blinked. "...did he hear me?"

"That's Ignis." Carmilla introduced. "He does not talk much."

"I see. Well, it's pleasant to meet you as well." GM said with a tip of his hat.

Ignis once again said nothing.

Then, the door opened and a familiar cloaked figure with four green eyes and a spider-theme walked into the room. "Apologies for being late, Carmilla."

Carmilla smiled. "Zestial. No need to worry. We have not started."

GM then turned around and his four eyes widened at the sight of Zestial.

Zestial turned towards the Father of Creation...and then tilted his head. "Heavenly Father?"

"...Cain? Is that you?" GM asked, scratching his head.

All the Overlords immediately looked at Zestial, their eyes wide. Zestial's life before his reign as an Overlord had always been a mystery and he was the oldest Overlord in all of Hell. Perhaps the very first Overlord.

Zestial hummed. "How fortunate that thou remembers me."

"I'm just surprised you're dead!" GM said. "How did you die? I had you wander the Earth for all eternity."

"Thy punishment did not account for being slain." Zestial said as he took a seat.

GM blinked. "I...see. Who killed you?"

"Mother." Zestial said, nonchalantly.

GM sighed. "Right...not very surprising."

"Twas not for my actions against Abel if thy are wondering...how is my naive sibling anyhow?"

GM hummed. "He's doing quite well. He works as a farmer in Heaven, I believe- Wait, why are you talking like that?"

Zestial chuckled. "'Tis 'fun' to do."

Carmilla blinked. "...Zestial, you...never told me this."

"I told thou about my past. Just not my name." Zestial chuckled.

Alastor tilted his head. "And your name is Cain...as in Cain and Abel?"

Rosie nodded. "The children of Adam and Eve?"

Zestial sighed, looking unamused. "Only by blood am I related to them..."

GM patted his back. "I am very sorry that you have to be related to Adam of all people."

"Are thou not responsible for Father's birth from the Earth itself?"

"Certainly doesn't mean I'm proud of it." GM sighed, rubbing his hand across his face. "Well...it's good to see you're doing good for yourself, Cain-"

Zestial held up a hand. "If you please. Do not refer to me by that wretched name any further."

"Oh! Of course, Zestial." GM nodded.

Then, voices started to talk from the door outside...two familiar ones. Especially to The Radio Demon and Heavenly Father.

"Why the hell are we going here of all places? To talk with a bunch of old fuckers?"

"Look, I need something to get my mind off the fact that God himself killed Val, okay!? And I'm still trying to find a decent replacement! And that's the thing! There's way too many better than decent to choose from!"

Then, the doors opened and in walked Vox and Velvette...and they froze upon seeing GM.

GM smiled. "Hello again."

Vox and Velvette immediately went to their knees and clasped their hands together as if they were praying. "OH, PLEASE DON'T KILL US!!!"

Zestial slowly turned to GM. "...thou have made yourself acquainted with them?"

"That's one way of putting it." GM chuckled.

Alastor leaned over. "Though you and I don't get along, you're going to have to tell me everything."

"With pleasure." GM grinned.

After a usual meeting (with Vox being too scared of GM to start up his beef with Alastor), the two made their leave.

GM hummed. "I must say, I did not expect so many of the Overlords to be rather polite."

"We aren't savages." Alastor grinned. "We are not folk to be looked down on either, Jehovah."

GM was about to respond...before suddenly, holy chains suddenly wrapped around the Holy Father's torso.

Then, a voice called. "M&M, I GOT HIM!!! START PULLING!!!"

"Oh, it appears I'm going through a kidnapping." GM said as he let himself be pulled into the air.

Alastor watched as God himself was 'taken'...before he just walked back to the hotel.