It was nighttime, and the stars outside were shining brightly in the clear sky. The peaceful silence of the night enveloped you, helping you to relax as you tried to drift off to sleep. The darkness, though deep and vast, was beautiful, dotted with countless stars that seemed to keep you company, their soft light calming your mind and lulling you into rest.

But just as you were about to surrender to sleep, a voice suddenly broke the tranquility.

"Someone looks tired~" The familiar tone confirmed your suspicions—it was Hermes, the god of messages, though he was more widely known for his mischief. He had chosen this very moment, in the stillness of the night, to pay you a visit.

"Need some company?" Hermes asked, his figure hovering above you, clearly indifferent to your desire for sleep. It was obvious that whether you wanted it or not, you wouldn’t be getting rid of him anytime soon.