Some could. Others can blink across it, in one place and then suddenly in another.

Would I call myself a god? [ He laughs a little, turning the thought over. ] There are those that worship me, drawing runes in blood and carving into bones. I am the source of the magic in the world that some call upon and others fear. There are those dedicated to hating me, to hunting down those who embrace magic and see it as part of the world. I am old, and powerful, and both kind and terrible when it suits me to be so. Yes, I would say that is what I am -- but I am careful to remember that someday I, too, will return to the Void.

[ A god, but only for as long as he's allowed to be one. ]

You are unlike the others here.