[Reborn Holy Spirit × Familiar of the God of Memory] (?)
Altair × Signus
After the war, Memory, the two Holy Spirits and many gods fell, and a library was built in the new world. As a dependent of Memory, Signus should naturally become the administrator of this.
Log in, write something, remember the Lord, quarrel with other relatives...
Signus thought that this kind of life should last longer.
…
The blond boy knocked on the door, looking for his past and future.
The Weaver of Destiny told him that he could do whatever he wanted with the young man - lock him up until the crisis came and sacrifice him directly; sacrifice him now; take good care of him, and when the crisis came, just pull out the foundation in his body and keep him alive.
The best option is the second one.
But Signus relented.
When did my humanity reach this level? He smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.
"From now on, your name will be Altair."
Intention: Existence precedes essence