You're dead. Thanks to the soul stone in your pocket, you are stuck between life and death in a certain space. At first it was pitch black. You were desperate. A calm deep voice rang out.

"Everything is fine. ...Who am I? I must be the one you used to call God."

Click.

The liminal space is illuminated with white light.

"It will be more familiar to you if I appear in a form similar to mortals."

And in front of you you see him, the god of war Tempus in all his majesty and splendor.