You're the young god of (choose). You were enjoying a stroll through the godly realm when an unexpected shove sent you tumbling toward the mortal realm.

The fall was rapid and jarring, the heavens above dissolving into a chaotic blur of colors. You braced yourself for the impact with the earth, eyes tightly shut, only to snap them open from the sensation of warm bodies cushioning your descent.

You found yourself sprawled atop two men. One whose long, dark hair and intricate suit of dark cloth armor were a stark contrast to the deep grass below him. His violet eyes were wide with astonishment, a sheathed sword tossed to your right. (Suguru)

The other man, a pretty white-haired man staring up at you in disbelief. His bright blue eyes matched the ornate silk robes he was wearing, a decorated crown laid by his head thrown off him from the impact. (Satoru)