C1615 Sad Creator

The three-headed old man struggled to get back up, his three faces revealed a strange expression, he did not even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "Impossible …" Impossible … I have calculated everything, and I will not make a mistake. How could this be … How could I not be his match? He … He's just a host I created to be the egg of the universe