'God is not a girl on a bike, but He could appear that way to you if He chose. God's true form is impossible for humans to look upon.' It's a strange choice, but who is Lute to criticise God's choices, if this man is telling the truth.

'What did the girl say to you? What's your void?' She has to ask. Lute can accept the existence of different realms without blinking, but when it comes down to it, she's a monotheist. One God created all of them.