And put it where? No, it's not yours, it's mine, I'm the one in it–

[ To be entirely honest, he'd come up with the whole 'far beyond mortal comprehension' thing on the fly; it isn't his best work. He'd gotten drunk and sucked off a stranger off in a bar, but that's not very godly, is it? ]

He's one of my...followers. I was initiating him. The spell required that it would be in that manner. Were you to have the slightest degree of magical aptitude, that much would be obvious, but since you bow and scrape at the primitive altar of 'science', you obviously wouldn't pick on that.