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Emma looked at the female Ning weirdly and turned towards her mother. "Mama, what's going on?" she asked. 

"That's your papa," Ely explained to her.

"But that's my papa," Emma pointed towards Ning who was behind them.

"Yes, he is," Ely said. "But so is that. Go give him a hug, okay? He needs it." 

Emma didn't understand but nodded regardless. She flew up to Ning slowly and wrapped her tiny arms around his chest. "Mama said you needed my hug," Emma said as she hugged him even tighter.

Ning felt the strength behind the grip and knew if he wasn't the god of this world, this body might have already died.

"You're… so strong," he couldn't help but say. "But… how?"

He looked towards the others for an answer, but none of them could give him any answer at all. He decided not to care and hugged back his daughter.

He picked her in his arms and looked at the other two. "How long was I gone?" he asked.