The enraged roar of the God of Knowledge made the entire pure white space tremble. Countless books turned into pages and fluttered about like a chaotic snowstorm. His face, which was a blank sheet of paper devoid of facial features, "turned" toward Daniel, the voice filled with the fury of being outwitted.
"You made the right choice by coming to find me," the God of Knowledge said, his tone suddenly calming, as if the earlier fury had never occurred.
"I know why you've come and the deal you've made with the other 'me.' In fact, that guy has probably already planned everything."
"If you want to know more, come closer to me."
Daniel stood still, neither approaching nor retreating, simply watching the entity before him.
"I won't approach you. You should understand why I'm here," Daniel replied.
