[ in terms of mannerisms, nothing about dextera is especially godlike. he’s barely more than a dog on most days. ]

I…

[ he realizes that he would have to start from the fundamentals of the world if he really wanted to explain what makes him part of the absolute god, but he doesn’t want to do that. even if midorima seems the most apt person to listen to all these details. ]

The world that we live in now… the world I came from, I mean… I created it. [ a beat. ] Re-created it.

[ how complex. dextera shakes his head, as if to get rid of all that he just said. ]

We preserve the world as it is. I just have to make sure it doesn’t get worse.