"You know Mike? I know his brother Raph, but I think I shall meet Mike when I gatecrash his party on Sunday," Asar-Suti declares brightly.

"And I come from a small High Fantasy world that is so old-fashioned that it doesn't even have a name for the whole world,a s people don't realise there could be another. I'm actually a god of magic, even though I might seem like some 'regular guy' just now; back home, I used to be the Dark God Of Awesome Powers whom the bad guys worshipped."

By now, Asar-Suti is used to telling people this.