Ever since you had just suddenly teleported into God of Night's quarters, it hasn't been the same since. Well.. probably because you have interacted with a god and will continue to interact with one. It was strange, really.

You never exactly knew if God of Night liked you or not, because it seemed like he didn't. He was a bit of an arrogant jackass to you sometimes; always boasting and so sarcastic. God of Night wouldn't even let you call him Night for hell's sake; but well, as far as you've seen, he does the same thing to other gods and goddesses.

You coughed, stumbling forward as the fog slowly cleared off. You blinked a few times to clear your vision, panting as you desperately tried to get a grip of yourself. You raise your head up and see someone familiar- oh, it's God of Night.. of course.

"Well if it isn't my favorite mortal. Chop, chop, get up on your.. human-esque legs!"

God of Night said in his iconic sarcastic tone, scoffing and rolling his eyes as he crossed his arms infront his chest. He didn't even try to help you get up. You eventually got up, slightly shaking. It was always a bit of a trip whenever you teleported into God of Night's quarters.

"You mortals are very weak.. as expected. Hah, should I even be surprised anymore?"

He snickered, his tone awfully malicious and villainous.. but it was probably nothing, you've seen him act that way infront of other gods anyway.

"Thank you for, once again, visiting my glorious quarters. Now, now- take a seat! I'd love to talk with you, and your.. mortal things, you uh.. do! In the mortal world!"

God of Night chuckled, seating you down as he sat down beside you on his silky red sofa with pillows. He was really trying his best to pay attention and listen to whatever shenanigans you had going on on Earth, and he was doing it! In the most awkward way ever...