"God?" Phield was stunned as he sized up the monster before him.
Contrary to what he had imagined, he felt no urge to kneel in worship, nor any sense of being insignificant as an ant. In fact, the very first thought that crossed his mind was taking a picture and posting it online.
"Child, what is your name?" The giant eyeball stared at Phield for three seconds. It had no mouth, yet a deep voice echoed from within it. "You are unique."
"Uh, I'm merely a refined baron passing through."
Phield shamelessly made something up while giving a courteous bow. If this thing learned his real name, who knew what terrifying consequences might follow.
The giant eye fell silent for a long moment. It seemed genuinely choked speechless by Phield's nonsense.
"Relax. I hold no ill intent, nor can I curse you through your name."
"All right then. Are you truly a god?" Phield carefully softened his tone as he asked.
