Keep getting those dreams about the Midget. I finally have enough and sit him down.

"Little man, why do you keep messing with my sleep ?" I ask him.

He stares then in a surprisingly deep voice, "I don't like pretty boys like you. All those women just flock to you."

I nod, "I don't care for it myself. Hard to tell who likes me for me and who are just in thrall to the Presence, which I have no control over. "

He actually looks surprised by that, "Surely its not that bad."

"Little Man, I get hit on by young, old, pretty, ugly, male and female. I do not care for it. It takes me a good while to figure out who wants me for me or just because of the Aura. I am not Celst, she likes that sort of thing."

He nods, "Yeah she is a complete slut and scarily proud of it."

"Why do you call me Little Man ?"

"Cause I don't know your Name. Your very good at hiding it." I respond truthfully.

He considers, "You can call me Mick." I nod, "Well Met Mick, I am Magus, priest of Vag the Hermit."

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That actually paused him. "priest of the hermit ?" I nod, "When the universe is not trying to kill me or cause me undo stress and wierdness."

He snorts, "ok I can see that is true. The wierd comes looking for you. " I nod. "Mick, I understand some of your frustration. I used to be very fat and got mistaken for being a woman, ALLOT. Hard to find a girl friend when they think your either gay or one of them and gay. Plus fat."

He nods, "I see it in your past life. ... oh I see, you got a wish ... they like to send your sort to this world for some reason."

"It's a very messed up world with a high amount of corruption, so they are throwing people like me at it trying to slow it down or maybe distract it."

He considers then nods, "ok I can see that. Still don't like you getting the pretty girls though."

I shrug, "There are normal sized women who like small men like yourself. Have you ever tried to find one ?"

He thinks about it and shakes his head. I suggest he talk to a love god about it. Could not hurt after all.