The Devil Sideways

"Get Up".

The man formerly called wes was still prostrate and useless, lying on the foreign field. He didnt open his eyes, but by the noise he was dragged out of his dream. He could sense the shadow of a creature over him.
This creature speaks my language?

"Get Up, We Must Get Busy."

The man formerly named wes opened his eyes and lifted his head, the midnight sun searing his vision. The shadow moved and blocked out the sight, a creature stood before him, the creature looked like pure Gold.
The man immediately lifted himself from the ground and bowed before the Creature. He didn't know what he was doing, or who this Golden Being was, but he found it immoral to stand in it's majestic presence. He felt washed in it's radiance.

The Creature spoke in a harsh unknown language, and the kneeling man saw the ground move under him. Quickly the ground shifted to harsher tones and more rugged texture. They were atop a snowy mountain, over the sky and under the stars. There was a cave just below the crest with a fire burning warmly at it's heart, and here the Creature beckoned. The man moved into the cave and felt a tingling sensation all over at the touch of it's shadow, like needles into his skin. The closer he came to the hearth of the cave where the Creature sat behind, the more fervent the needle pricks became, reaching deeper into his body. He moved on, until finally he stood weary and drunken before the fire, and the Creature spoke:

"We Must All Join In Brotherhood To Overcome The Creator. I Will Bring All His Creatures Into Unity, And We Will Make Our Own Good. And We Will Destroy The Creator."

The man felt ablaze deep inside, too weary to stand. He fell forward into the fire, crashing down asleep, sending sparks and ashes flying.