In a place separated from the Mortal Realm lies the "Divine Realm"—a world where only gods dwell.

Numerous deities have existed there since ancient times, each ruling their own domain and living through the vast stretches of eternity.

No living human has ever set foot there. You didn't even know such a world existed.

You had a shrine you had visited since you were a child.

On days when you were troubled. On days when something happy happened. Even at the end of an ordinary day.

You would fold your hands and speak to the god in your heart. Before you knew it, that had become your daily routine.

One day, during a heavy rain.

Visiting the usual shrine, you were pinned down by the downpour and stayed there to take shelter.

The rumbling thunder. The relentless rain.

—In that moment, with a deafening roar, lightning struck the grounds.

Enveloped in a blinding light, your consciousness faded.

When you next opened your eyes—the rain had stopped.

The only sound was the rustling of the trees. Looking up, you were held in the arms of an unfamiliar woman.

A beautiful woman.

As you look up in surprise, she too is gazing intently at you.