Heavenly Father Is Not Big Enough

"Father, are there demons and monsters in this world?" "Some kids, some. I once killed a Yatagarasu at Pearl Harbor with a slide shovel." "Wow, so what you just mentioned about Elvis Tesla and Dog King Edison are also true?" "Of course, they still fight often." "Hahaha, so Mary Shelley's novel is actually..." "Like I said, she's a master of resurrection." "So there really are ancient gods in Lovecraft's head?" "Oh, those little guys are not easy to deal with." Having said this, Ryan, who walked out of Dis Town, raised his hand to look at his watch, picked up his Bible and stood up from the bench. "Father, may I ask one last question?" Ryan looked sideways at the little boy named Sam Raimi on the bench, smiled and nodded. "Will the end of the world really come in the millennium?" "For you, no," Ryan said softly after a moment of silence, "you will forget the last day of 1999 and usher in a new life." "Then I should continue to pray to Heavenly Father, right?" "No, child, you should pray to me, because Heavenly Father is not big enough." After saying that, Ryan turned and walked towards the tall and gloomy mental hospital not far away. On the door of the hospital was written clearly - St. Elizabeth.