This story is about my early days of identifying myself as pagan...when I got a dream/nightmare

I was lying on my stomach on a slanted table and there was someone behind me with a sword. He asked me who did I believe in and who is my god... Fortunately this dream was fucking lucid so I kept saying my pagan gods Every time I answered that I got hit by that sword and it felt more like a whip This kept on going on for a long time and as it went on he got more angry and the pain started to dull. Then at the end he just lost it and went ham with that sword to my back and kept chanting Allah is the true God... If that was his attempt of taking me back to the religion, it didn't work but good try though

Btw to the muslims who will say that this is a sign, let me say this

I felt more fear with your all merciful God than my extremely old pagan gods