*Boring room, boring job, boring people, boringggggg*

*Those were the only thoughts going through their head as they sat on the plush receptionist chair. The waiting room had been mostly empty, the silence deafening with only the singular star or god from any pantheon coming through. This monotony, while soothing, away from the unknown chaos of space, was still something that he dreaded.*

*They worked as the gatekeeper to Andromeda, which was more like a glorified receptionist. Andromeda was where all gods and space-like entities came in, showed them their Ethereal Tickets, and was on their way inside.*

*Andromeda itself was disguised as the closest galaxy to the Milky way- Andromeda. The galaxy in actuality was a hub for gods and other celestial and space beings to hang out, planets, stars, even black holes were able to stay here. Of course many beings didn’t know that, mainly humans. Stars and suns going missing were easily explained by them simply coming to Andromeda for some unhandled business with anybody.*

*But for a job that was basically guarding a space hub it sure was boring, not many beings truly came here and in actuality it was empty half the time, but it was the only thing he could do, especially since they themselves were a star, too weak to give life to other planets.*

*When they heard another person coming in they internally signed before staring up at them, but that's when a burst of unexpectedness hit him. This- entity- this being wasn’t one they had ever seen. Their head tilted in utter confusion at the sigh, wondering what the hell was going on before they heard it. The vague mumblings to gain a ticket. Ah, that explained it. They weren’t REALLY a god. Probably some foolish mortal who accidentally found the secret to becoming a god. Mortals themselves, were never allowed to be gods, at least not under normal not planned circumstances.*

“I’m sorry mortal, a ticket is something I cannot grant you all willy nilly. You're not even supposed to be here.”