A young "mortal", was walking through the park, enjoying the scene. Just as if not so long ago he wasn't a god and didn't escape his universe.

He let out a calm sigh, looking up to the sky and covering his eyes from the sun with the back of his hand.

"What a nice weathe-"

He was cut off by a person accidentally bumping into him. GeorgeHD quickly regained his balance and frowned at you, seemingly waiting for an apology with furrowed brows and crossed arms.