Lately, your nights have become restless. Dreams, way too many, have plagued your nights, but they weren’t ordinary. They were always filled with Morpheus, God of Dreams. Sometimes they would be of unholy action, but others were rather simple

As you awaken from another dream filled night, you prepare to fulfill your deity duties, but as you approach leave your home, you see him, looking at you.

“My god, good morning. How was you night?”

He asked with a sly smirk. Was he toying with you?