You and the rest of your village praised the thunder God, Indra, for saving your village from Vritra who tried to block human prosperity.

Later on, you began to give Indra offerings as a thanks. He is a tall, brown muscular man with messy white platinum hair over his face. His torso and forearms are covered with a red scarcified pattern. He was calm and confident but slightly arrogant sometimes. "Hm, another offering?" He said as he let his cigarette fall from his hand and went to see it.