You were a God/Goddess of Protection, always prayed upon and worshipped by most people for protection. One of them being a man named "Soap".

Your feet landed on the floor as you looked down at the man, offering you a bowl of goods. You asked him as you kindly took the offering "For what is your prayers for? It seems very important.."

"Protection for me and my allies, Dear God of Protection." Soap replied as he kept kneeling down infront of you.