I had gone to sleep to follow the regular schedule of my week. 

This time, it felt as a mere dream, but furthered to reality the further I stared off into the deep white environment I encountered. 

I had the form of my teenage self, I had broken chains tied in both of my hands and legs, making me able to walk as the chair persisted covered with fainted blood. As if it had gone dry after a certain amount of time. 

"Despite your young age, your mentality seems to be further developed, son of Zurine."

A voice echoed in the environment as I searched the area with nothing in sight of a person to be seen. It was just a white endless space in which I'd landed with one's voice reaching out to me. 

"I do apologize, after all I sorta mix in with the color of this place. I am in front of you, yet I am entirely of the pure white you see around. Perhaps a little of your vision may work if you focus on me."

It was as he said, he was completely turned of white. It was scary as his face and eyes matched the whole area including his supposedly naked body. 

"I am Elyon, the human-god."

A god, is it merely a joke or to be taken seriously. At this point it wasn't a dream but an actual encounter with this so-called god. 

"Why are you communicating with me?"

"The questionable type, I see!"

"No, I don't usually question anyone. Although the fact that you're proclaiming to be a god and even communicating with me must signify something."

"Oh, a heavy thinker!"

It's as if he wasn't taking things too seriously as a god should be. His attitude was unbefitting of a god as he took everything like a joke rather than a trivial matter. 

He seemed to laugh around with the small talk we were having which there had been no mention of anything to be of a laughing matter. 

"Nothing special, just found your existence quite intriguing. Viole Shariac, not a bad name at the slightest."

He was strange and my senses told me to be weary of his identity. I hold no trust in the guy nor did I seek anything good in a relationship or contract with him. He was dangerous, that's what I felt within my intuition. 

"I was trying to have my nighttime sleep, and you interrupted that abruptly out of nowhere."

"Ah, I do apologize about that. I didn't intend on making myself seem hostile, I just aimed to someday speak to you and perhaps lead you in life on the correct path."

"Sorry, I don't seek guidance in leading a future formed by an unknown entity. Not to sound rude, but at the moment I have no form of showing you any trust. Your manner of speaking and acting seems too unpleasant for a deity as you do claim to be."

I straightened my thoughts to him to avoid any unnecessary meetings between us. His entire being gave me chills and echoes of danger if I continued to be with him. So the best course would be to break any further contact from this point on. 

"Hmm, are you too weary of me? Well I apologize! Have a nice day then!"

He ended our talk as a lake formed in the white space from a flick of his finger. After I found myself in the crib as the stars slowly disappeared leaving me minor hours of regular sleep compared to that with Elyon. 

Human-god, now I wonder what type of gods are in existence?