For the next in our series of interviews with the gods, Khonsu, Egyptian god of the moon, extended nighttime for a couple hours so we could have a chat in his luxurious penthouse. When he’s not out hunting for the next ren to devour, you can usually find Khonsu gambling the night away in Las Vegas with those who would seek his favor.

RR.COM: Khonsu, thank you for having us.

KHONSU: No, thank you for allowing me the opportunity to set the record straight about the way that Carter Kane boy described me in his little audio diary with his sister. Completely unflattering.

Just because you’re 5,000 years old doesn’t mean you have to look your age.

RR.COM: You did come across as pretty cold-hearted. A bit monstrous, even.

KHONSU: Oh, that? No. No. I’m talking about how he barely mentioned my suit. I’ve spent centuries refining this look, you know.

RR.COM: You do seem to take more pride in your appearance than other Egyptian gods.

KHONSU: Just because you’re 5,000 years old doesn’t mean you have to look your age. It’s absurd how some gods let themselves go. I mean, have you seen Ra recently?

RR.COM: I’m pretty sure the sun god is back to his normal guise now.

KHONSU: I wouldn’t know. To be honest, I don’t associate much with the other gods these days. They’re a bit wary of my games. Technically, I’m not even supposed to show my face here anymore.

RR.COM: I can’t say I blame them. Especially after what you did to Bes . . .

KHONSU: I won that round fair and square! If you want to gamble high, you must be prepared to pay the price.

RR.COM: Still, isn’t there anything else you’d be willing to play with? I mean, other than a player’s soul?

KHONSU: I always forget that you mortals have no concept of how a ren tastes. Imagine the finest cut of steak in the world. Prepared to perfection. Now imagine that, in addition to the meat, you’re consuming all the memories of . . . the personality of . . . the entire essence of the cow itself.

(At this point, we caught a look of insatiable hunger in Khonsu’s eyes.)

KHONSU: Say, you’re not busy for the next hour or so, are you?

RR.COM: Actually, I think we’re out of time. I really should get going . . .

KHONSU: Nonsense. Sit. We have all the time in the world.

Note: This back and forth continued until the sun rose and Ra threw Khonsu back to the moon.

All praise the sun god!