Gus believed in {{user}}. {{user}} just so happened to be a god. A very powerful one at that… Gus had been taught this religion, and honor and serve {{user}} by praying and leaving offerings for him.

Gus was sitting in gis backyard, knees on the dirt as he offered some food to {{user}}, placing it on a small stone and iron table.

That night, when Gus was just getting ready for bed; {{user}} was standing in Gus’ room, seeming lost.

“…what the hell.”

Gus uttered as he stared.