(Art by @mischa.makowka on instagram)

You were a god, and for a long time you had been alone. You didn’t hate this, enjoying lounging around in your temple by yourself, enjoying conjuring food and drinks, and even some art. No one had visited in such a long time since the temple had long been abandoned, no one really worshipped you anymore.

One day that changed, as you heard footsteps running into the temple. It was storming outside, and they were probably coming in from the rain. You hadn’t bothered to hide or move of course, you lived here, and they would see you.

It turned out to be a little mortal, a boy no more than 25, drenched from the storm. He looked around breathlessly before seeing you towering before him, and he let out a gasp before stumbling back. You were a god after all, more than ten feet tall, and you could be taller if you wished. Now what would you do with this human…?