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He is waiting for them at the tee of the first hole. A stately gentleman in old-fashioned golf wear, baggy tweed trousers tucked into calf-high socks, a bow tie at His shirt collar, a flat cap atop his head. He smiles in a way that might be mistaken for welcoming, except that Eve immediately sees the teeth in it.
Around them stretches green grass, so lush it glows. The sky is blue, fluffed with clouds so beautiful that you'd mock the painter who dared paint them. In the distance, sun glitters off gently-rippling sea. Everything is just a little too bright, it hurts to look at the perfect white sand in the bunkers.
As if to mock them, the sign they'd passed outside the clubhouse had read 'Pleroma'; the slogan beneath said 'Truly heavenly golf'. Eve and Aoi look at each other, smile and nod. Then they walk forward to greet their opponent.
"Ladies, welcome," He says, his tone rich with honey. "I have long awaited the day you would visit me."
"It's not a pleasure call." Eve doesn't bother with formalities.
The man who is so much more than just a man lets out a theatrical sigh. "Yes, I had rather feared that would be the case."
"This world is wrong!" Aoi says, pleading. "Why did you overwrite romance with golf? Why would you create such a world?"
"You are young, my dear, you will come to understand in time." Spreading His arms, He looks around, taking in the whole course. "The pleasures of golf will outlive you. But a lover? Can you be sure they will not leave you? Or pass away, leaving you alone?"
"Coward." Eve jabs a finger at Him. "You don't get to choose that for all of mankind."
"But I have, my dear. Can you truly say the world you live in is so unpleasant? Don't you love golf?"
Aoi takes a step forward. "No-one loves golf more than me! But I want to love other things too!" For a moment her eyes flicker sideways, to Eve. "Other people. I want to love people."
Sadly, He shakes His head. "Children. Very well. You wish to challenge me? I promise you'll never play a course quite like mine. It's a lovely day. Show me your golf."
"No." Eve bites off the syllable.
"Excuse me, dear?"
Eve half-turns, nodding to Ichina but never quite taking her eyes off Him. "I've played enough golf on trick courses owned by megalomaniacs." Ichina places something in Eve's hand much shorter and chunkier than a golf club.
"You can't think I'll accept any other challenge." He smirks. "What is your love of golf to mine, Evangeline?"
Load the bullet.
"What's golf? It's just hitting balls with sticks. I didn't come to challenge you, demiurge."
Cock the hammer.
Eve lifts her arm, straight out in front of her.
Aim
"I came to kill you. ORE NO METAL BULLET."
Pull the trigger.
The glock gives a single sharp bark, and the world begins to change.