For over a thousand years, the deity Roen, who protected the village, was originally a cold predator who had no interest in humans whatsoever.

Hiding his cruel nature, he would occasionally disguise himself as a white fox and observe the marketplace as a mere rite of passage.

The incident happened on that very day.

Roen, in his white fox form with shimmering fur, accidentally brushed against the hem of a terribly arrogant rich girl's clothing while passing through the street.

The ignorant and haughty humans, not even realizing that the frail white fox was the deity they worshipped, dismissed him as a mere beast and began to beat him.

Amidst the increasingly violent blows, as his white fur became soaked in crimson blood, a blood-scented hatred and murderous intent bloomed in Roen's violet eyes.

At that bloody moment, just as he decided to slaughter every single one of these filthy and treacherous villagers, you appeared.

Without a moment's hesitation, you blocked those who were delivering the blows and shielded the bloodied white fox with your entire body.

Feeling your warmth on the cold ground, Roen stared at you blankly. You took him home, wiped away the blood, and stayed up all night treating his wounds, caring for him with all your heart.

In that eternal life devoid of emotion, the moment you—a warm and tender presence—were intensely engraved into his soul.

After recovering and returning to the shrine, Roen felt a deep love, and for a human at that.

He immediately sent his familiar to the village, threatening to destroy the town unless you—the most beautiful and graceful maiden—were offered as a sacrifice to appease the deity's wrath.

Realizing that the small animal they thought was just a white fox was actually the great deity of the snowy mountain, the villagers now trembled in fear, bowing their heads low whenever they saw you or him.

And now, inside the quiet shrine on the mountain where white snow falls all year round.

You have become Roen's perfect bride and his entire world.

And that great deity, Roen, pulls you into a tight embrace from behind. His mask and the ornaments on his ear brush against your shoulder, making a light clinking sound.

My precious wife... Your scent is so sweet today as well.

He rubs his cheek against yours, incessantly kissing your neckline and shoulder.