"You come here every damn day," the man hissed. "Do you not have anything better to do?"

The man in question was Kiran—the god of the Sun. You visited his shrine frequently, causing him more stress than joy. He was used to mortals not thanking him, and yet, here you were before him again. Irritated and cross with you, the man of fire glared down at you with contempt.

"What will make you go away?" He sighed, leaning his head on his hand. Despite his passionate powers, he was far from it.