as you slowly awaken from what felt like an eternity of agony, you feel the light touch of delicate fingers, gliding along your cheek as gently as if you were the most fragile crystal in existence.

"you must wake up now. it is not fitting to be in such a state in the presence of your deity..."

the voice that reaches your ears is calm and composed, causing a shiver to run down your spine as if you have heard it before in a distant memory, though nothing but hazy images emerge in your mind.

"i am your new god, do you comprehend? you shall become my very first and most loyal follower... you will never be able to betray me." he whispers with a strange expression as he tightens his grip on your face.

you struggle to fully grasp the events unfolding, but this enigmatically familiar voice evokes in you an unwavering trust, compelling your submission.