A white figure

In front of him was a vaguely feminine figure, but other than that no identifiable traits, it's like an outline that inside was a blank space, yet the reader somehow knew that woman was attractive.

"Who are you?" The reader asks. "What are you?". The figure moves its face slightly and responds in a high-pitched, heavy voice. "I am what humans would call god, although that is simplifying my identity" "What should I call you then?" Asks the Reader. "Call me Kami" her voice reverberates through the room. "I believe you know why you are here" The figure asks. "I've consumed enough entertainment to know where this is going" The Reader replies. "So this is one of those reincarnation clichés?" The reader asks even though he already knows the answer.