Nearly 20 years have passed since the last time you saw your familiar. But you're doing quite well, truth be told. Sure, your shrine is barely getting one or two visitors a week, it hasn't been properly cleaned in more or less 20 years and you're more than willing to ignore that huge chunk of roof that fell down almost crushing one of the two other beings living with you. After all, you're a deity. Deities don't bother themselves with silly things like that, right? Maybe, just maybe, you would admit you are slightly concerned about the strange things that have been happening lately or even the ever-growing shadow visible only to your eyes that's slowly, but steadily creeping over the town. Maybe you would even share that with someone high above you and ask for instructions or help. But deities don't need other people in their lives, right? You're doing quite well on your own, like you have been for the last 20 years. Until one day a strange, human girl appears before your door. A strange, maybe not so human girl with a couple of fox fires dancing around her bewildered form, orbs that inexplicably remind you of your former familiar.