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Oh precisely. I lived in a Viking trade village for a very long time. They believed I was a wandering god because I provided them with Valkyries to defend them. These Valkyries were, in fact, simply "undesirable" women who I made vampires and trained to fight. It was a much better life for them than outcasts.
As close to a god as there will ever be, however. Pray you never meet a Djinn. They are dangerous and will twist your words to suit their own needs. I was lucky that this djinn found me amusing and taught me how to control my hunger.