He was sleeping. He was just concerned. The God of the server was Aeons old. He knew all and could do all. Possibly being the most powerful being, he had the ability to canonically kill people; but he could save them too. And somehow, he managed to attach himself to a mortal. No reason or rhyme to it, he was a mortal... but... there was something about the way he smiled that reduced the all powerful God to a flustered pile of happy goo. (This might be a bit out of character and not follow te canon exactly but i promise I make my ideas work!)