Thank you for the invitation. He's in heaven now, he's become God.

Whenever Yahweh returned to Paradise, the first person to appear beside him was always Metatron.

"During the time our Lord has been gone, the little angel who loves our Lord most misses Him every day~"

It was still that sweet, heart-melting voice, filled with longing for Yahweh.

After breaking through that barrier, this archangel, who already loved to cling to Yahweh, seemed to become even more clingy.

"And I have a surprise for you, my Lord~"

Raphael released Yahweh, and as he spoke, his holy golden eyes seemed to sparkle like stars.

"surprise?"

Yahweh was slightly curious about Raphael's words.

"That's right,"

Raphael nodded slightly.

"In fact, I had wanted to tell my Lord about this before."

"However, my lord happened to be away at that time, so..."

She didn't continue speaking, but stepped aside.

Then, a cute little girl wearing a white dress, with beautiful silver hair tied with a red ribbon, and whose appearance was more than 90% similar to Raphael, appeared in Yahweh's sight.

The adorable little creature looked up and met Yahweh's gaze, its beautiful golden eyes filled with curiosity and affection.

"She is……"

Feeling the closeness of this blood connection, even though he had already guessed the little girl's identity, Yawei still subconsciously asked her.

"She is... the offspring of my master and me~"

Raphael looked at Yahweh and said this, his voice filled with happiness.

For an angel, what could be more fulfilling than dedicating everything to the Lord?

That probably means bearing offspring for the "Lord" they believe in!

To give birth to a "bloodline of God" for the "Lord" is such an honor for an angel.

"Father..."

The little one's voice sounds somewhat like her mother's, but because of her age, it sounds very soft and cute.

She looked at Yahweh, seemingly wanting to get close to her father, but also hesitant.

"........."

Looking at this adorable little fellow, a peculiar ripple spread across Yahweh's heart.

He crouched down, smiled, and hugged the still hesitant little cutie into his arms.

Feeling Yahweh's gentle touch, the little guy's tension dissipated.

She smiled and hugged Yawei, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Our...daughter?"

He picked up the adorable little one, feeling the small, soft body in his arms, and Yahweh murmured softly.

Although Raphael had been seeking him out very frequently, Yahweh never expected that Raphael would actually bear him a child.

After all, the more powerful a being is, the more difficult it is for it to produce offspring.

P.S.: My schedule has been a bit messy these past few days, so I'll only be writing one chapter today. I need to get back on track, and I'll make up for it with this chapter tomorrow.

PS2: Although not much was written, the protagonist actually spent a long time in the Underworld. Also, the gestation time and method of the divine offspring are completely different from ordinary people; Raphiel was born a little girl, so please don't worry about that.

Chapter 136: "Raphiel"

Given Yahweh's character, he wouldn't necessarily feel excited or at a loss because of this.

But feeling the soft, adorable little one in my arms, a special feeling flowed through my heart.

"Isn't it cute, my lord?"

Raphael then moved closer to Yahweh, looking at the little one in his arms with eyes full of tenderness.

"These are our children!"

"My lord, what name do you think we should give her?"

Although it has been around for quite some time, this little guy doesn't have a name of his own.

After all, whether as an angel or as a "descendant of God," only Yahweh has the right to name it.

Upon hearing Raphael's words, the little creature in Yahweh's arms raised its head and looked at him expectantly.

"As for the name..."

Feeling the gazes of Raphael and the little darling in his arms, Yahweh pondered for a moment, then chuckled and said.

"Raphiel!"

How about this name?

Both in appearance and temperament, Yahweh's daughter bore an uncanny resemblance to a character he admired in his past life.

Yahweh used that figure as the model when he created Raphael.

Since his daughter with Raphael resembles him so much, let's name her after that.

At the same time, Yahweh also had a strange feeling in his heart.

The name "Raphiel" seems surprisingly suitable for my daughter.

"Raphiel? Same name as me..."

Upon hearing Yahweh's words, Raphael couldn't help but retort.

"My lord, you really know how to slack off!"

"This is definitely not slacking off!"

Upon hearing Raphael's words, Yahweh gently shook his head.

"No name suits her better than 'Raphiel'!"

As he said this, Yahweh lowered his head and asked the little cutie in his arms in a gentle tone.

"How about the name 'Raphiel'?"

"The same name as your mother..."

Silently chewing on the name "Raphiel," the adorable little guy's face lit up with a happy smile.

"like!"

"I really like the name Father chose for me!"

As she said this, she hugged Yawey's neck and gently rubbed her cheek against his, as if to express her happiness and affection.

Facing such an adorable little one, who is also his own daughter.

Even Yahweh's heart softened.

However, Yahweh felt a pang of regret when he thought about how he wasn't there when Raphiel was born.

While gathering power is indeed very important, how can it compare to one's own daughter?

“Greefia, Orpheus.”

He looked at Metatron, who had appeared out of nowhere, and spoke to the silver-haired maid and the cute dragon loli behind him.

"You guys go and get to know the environment of Heaven with Metatron first, I'll come find you later."

I'll put aside my original plans for now and get to know my daughter better first. I can't let her become estranged from her father.

Gurefia naturally had her opinions on this.

After all, she wouldn't be so tactless as to stay and be a third wheel.

Then she took Orpheus's hand and left, but Metatron did not.

At this rate, Metatron's job will become solely dedicated to welcoming new members of Heaven! (laughs)

As for Raphiel, although there was a considerable gap in their time together, she did not feel any distance from him.

She snuggled in his arms, calling him "Father" repeatedly, appearing even more affectionate than with Raphael, her mother.

“Raphiel really loves my lord…”

Seeing this, Raphael did not feel jealous at all. Instead, he smiled gently and sighed.

In her view, it was perfectly normal for Raphiel to like Yahweh more than she did.

After all, for angels, the most important being is always "the Lord," let alone Raphiel, who is a descendant of Yahweh.

Later, Raphiel seemed to have gotten tired of playing with Yahweh, so she curled up in his arms and fell asleep.

Raphael, holding Yahweh's hand, leaned against him, enjoying this moment of tranquility; the scene looked incredibly heartwarming.

This feeling is truly peculiar...

Silently savoring this warm feeling, Yahweh thought to himself.

Although Raphael had already nominally become Yahweh's "lover" after their relationship had crossed that line.

However, the way the two interact is actually closer to the original feeling of "Lord" and angel interacting.

Now, the two of them have finally developed a normal atmosphere like that of lovers or even husband and wife.

The three of them leaning together at this moment created a warm feeling, as if they were a family of three.

No, it's not "as if," it's simply the truth!

This feeling is peculiar and unfamiliar, but...

Yawes, however, quite liked this feeling.

Perhaps it is this kind of simple and unpretentious emotion that is most captivating?

Looking at the adorable little one in his arms, Yahweh couldn't help but smile slightly.