Magic!

'You are him?' -Male voice.

What the hell was going on? Was I still dreaming? It was pitch black and I could only hear an annoying voice inside of my head. What time was it? 

'Who is this? And it can't be time for me to wake up yet, so this better be fucking important.'

'Call me Talon, you must be Gripton's selection if you can hear me. I am the controller of this world, the Game Master.' -Talon.

So, the idiot savant finally decides to reveal himself. He must not know where I am or he wouldn't be making stabs in the dark, but I will have to be careful of what I say to this numbskull. 

'What do you want? What is the point of talking?'

'I could make you a God of the next world…' -Talon.

'Save it, blowhard. What's your problem anyway? Are you just a small child who got bored with the sandbox? Now, dad says not to wreck it and you're throwing a fit?'

'Just who do you think you…'