"Hello young one" 

"Waaaaaa" Ron said as he saw a giant 200ish foot tall... Man-Beast? It looked like a a combo of a Eagle head and scaled humanoid form with wicked looking claws.

"Pick your mouth off the floor and greet me" said the Beast thing

Just then Ron realised he wasn't in the void anymore he was in what looked like a hunting cabin that was covered in many different skins, claws, and teeth but big like REALLY BIG. And being the polite young man that he was he said "THE FUCK" and he ran, well tried to run. 

*sigh* The beast thing sighed and shrank he room down and stuck Ron to a chair and turned into a slightly less tall than Ron but still tall black haired man with an average face. "Is this better and since you seem very "polite" I will introduce myself I am Garlon the God of Beasts and I have a proposition for you"

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Now as Ron was stuck to a chair did as a "normal" human would he said "Well I seem to have nothing to do now as I am dead and may I ask you to elaborate" 

Suprised the God said "Why are you so calm... oh never mind this deal will entail you go to a world of cultivation inhabited by men and most importantly beasts" looking at the skins he said "the humans are killing my beast by the thousands you see all of these skins" gesturing at the hundreds  of skins "These are all of the beasts that have been totally killed off by humans for there cores. My proposition is for you to protect these beasts but not the humans who don't hunt. Never  kill a human without provocation or reason I will inform you more about this if you agree to never speak of this to anyone"

Contemplating this Ron said "Please tell my lord"