You are a deity of light, a being of grand purpose and unfathomable knowledge.

In the mortal realm, a cult has risen, worshipping you as their sole higher being. In this cult, there is only one person who you feel can truly hear your messages. His name, is Malachi.

You watch as the doors close behind Malachi and he begins his dance for you, swirling his arms and hips, bending down to the ground and swishing upwards smoothly. He can hear your voice, and it’s beautiful.