–AN) Very late chapter, had a very bad day today but still got this out for you all. I am now off to bed! Enjoy!–

“Can she move?” Blake asked out of curiosity. He had only moved her eyes thus far.

“Mmm… She can. She is in standby mode at the moment.” Destiny explained as she raised her hand. A golden light shot from her finger and entered Atolie’s head.

Atolie’s body shook, and slowly stood up. She seemed to sway slightly as she got her footing before turning towards Destiny and then turning toward Blake. She took a step forward, and in a flash of light, she was standing in front of Blake, hugging him.

“Ummm?” Blake was very confused as to why a golem was hugging him. He looked over at Destiny with a questioning gaze only to see his daughter just as stunned as him. “Is this supposed to happen?”

“No. She should have walked over to my side so I could have her demonstrate a few things. Atolie, what are you doing!?” Destiny walked over and tried to pull Atolie off, but Atolie refused to let go.

“Atolie shut down.” Destiny sighed as she shot out another stream of golden light that entered Atolie’s head, but Atolie did not even react. She continued to hug Blake.

“Atolie! This is my Papa!” Destiny was getting flustered. No matter what, this was her Papa! Her golem couldn’t have him! Never did she expect she would be trying to pry her own golem off her Papa!

Blake really did not know if he should laugh or not. He wanted to. The whole situation was funny, but he was afraid he would make Destiny cry if he did, so he held back. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally pushed Atolie back slightly, making her look up at him. “Atolie, can you let go for a moment, please?”

Atolie nodded and reluctantly let Blake go. She stood there staring at him with her golden eyes. What she was thinking, neither Destiny nor Blake knew. Destiny felt a little irritated that her own golem, a golem that ran on her magic, was listening to her Papa and not here! This was not how it was supposed to be!

“Destiny, can I see the control magic circle?” Blake decided to try to figure out what was wrong. He did not know why Atolie was fixated on him when Destiny was right there. He had a few ideas on what the issue may be, but he was not sure just yet.

“Sure.” Destiny went over to the table and pulled up a blueprint. It was a drawing of Atolie’s body with all the magic circles engraved into her body. She handed it over to Blake, who began looking it over.

Blake sat down on the floor and placed the blueprint in front of him. Atolie sat quietly at his side as if it was natural for her to be there. Blake did not pay any attention to her as he looked at each magic circle. “You have seven control circles deciding the motor skills the brain is made of over one hundred and twenty. But these…”

Blake scratched his head. He did not see anything wrong with the figures. “This really makes no sense.”

He looked over at Atolie once more and reached out and took her hand. Atolie smiled as she watched Blake poke and prod her arm. Once he was done, he looked the blueprints over again and saw a few things that were not quite right. “Destiny, this skin texture should not be realistic, right? It should have been more plastic looking?”

“Mmm… I was surprised when I turned her on for the first time and saw that her skin looked more real. I just thought it was due to the three kinds of energies within her.” Destiny was quite shocked at first but had tossed it to the side as an unexpected bonus.

“Well, from what I can see, there are two things that make this golem not the original creation in a sense. First, Atolie has real skin. It is not fake in the slightest. Second, she has blood in her body. I just checked using magic. Third, she is warm to the touch. There are no heating magic circles at all in your blueprints.

“If I am not wrong, Atolie is a living being. In other words, you created a homunculus. A living golem.” Blake explained, causing Destiny’s eyes to widen.

“This how!?” Destiny looked at her Papa and then at Atolie in shock. She never thought her own creation would end up becoming a living being.

“You used magisteel for this? For her skeleton, I mean?” Blake could not open Atolie up, so he could only ask for all the details.

“Yes. I-I did…. I am still having a hard time believing she is actually a living being now.” Destiny held her head. She wondered just what she had done.

“It’s fine. In a way, this is also a good thing.” Blake paused before yelling out: “Ishtar!”

“Yes?” A figure suddenly fell down through a golden gate and landed next to Blake.

“Can you look at this girl here and tell me what you think?” Blake asked. He wanted a higher being’s input. While Destiny was technically a goddess herself, Ishtar was much wiser and older, so it was better to bring her in on this and find out her opinion.

“This? Who made this!? This is an apostle! Winged beings with the power of mortals, demigods, and gods. While weaker than each, when put together, they can defeat some of the most powerful demi gods! But this…. This is not the method for creating them. There are many things that are not added that would strengthen it.” Ishtar was shocked to even see an apostle on Earth. “These were banned tens of millions of years ago.”

“I’m sorry!” Destiny did not realize she had created something that was not allowed to exist!

“It’s fine. In fact, it is only banned in the Astral Domain. This planet is your world, your domain, so you do not need to worry about any punishments. As long as they do not appear in the Astral Domain, that is.”