God Sells Dream House

I don't know how long I have stayed in the world, decades, hundreds or even thousands of years. I don't know where I came from. I only know that I am called a god and I am waiting for someone. He is the light in my life, a light that extends to the horizon. He dispels the haze and grinds the darkness into powder. I was greedy for his tenderness, but he never came back in the snowy night, and he became a tormenting nightmare for me. I remember he once said that people are born with spirits, and as long as 9999 of them are collected, a wish can come true, so I opened a dream house in the human world to exchange dreams for spirits. Since then, all kinds of people have appeared in my life, humans, vampires, elves, mermaids, angels, demons, and even gods. They all have their own stories, and they only come to me in exchange for a sweet dream. I thought I would be alone forever, but I didn't expect a young man with cold eyebrows to appear in my life without any warning. I still remember that there was a heavy snowstorm that day, and he came in a hurry in the dusk, not for a beautiful dream, but just to find someone, and the bond between us began.