It was a strange thing for him to say. Never feel fear again? It wasn't something I thought was possible; humans always have and always will feel fear. It is what drives us to explore and drives us to destroy. Fear is the decomposing, odorous fertilizer to humanity's(more) growth. Unpleasant, but necessary.
"I don't understand," I would have risen to my feet as he bid me were it not for fear turning my legs to stone. Even though he had not harmed me, and had only used gentle words, it was my fear that held me fixed. I still saw the hem of his cloak, billowing slightly in the invisible, intangible eddies that seem to follow gods wherever they go. His silvery-grey hand slipped into my view and took hold of my elbow, lifting me easily.
"With me you shall learn all there is to know about the universe. Knowledge is the thing that best banishes fear." His chilly fingers held my face so that I really did have to look him in the obsidian eye when I replied.
"All of the knowledge of the world has been collected and redacted by my people for all to experience. I have read the tomes a hundred times."
"Oh?" He dropped me on my feet and I swayed before regaining balance. I had not been allowed to take my walking stick with me, as the elders presumed that where I was going, I wouldn't need it. "And what do you know about me?" He opened his arms and raised an eyebrow, circling me. His feet made no sound in the leaves.
"Well...you are a god, it would be presumptuous of me to know about you." I gripped a nearby sapling.
He smiled the bitterest smile I'd ever seen.
"There are no gods."(less)