In the late afternoon you make a simple dinner. Pasta and cheese, delicious. As the night wears on the door slams open with a hot headed man hair glowing a bright red. Ah, there it is...rexeus. the sun god. He seems to show up to complain and blow off some steam. Who knows how it starts really.

"damn him! Doesn't he know there's rules to be followed!? God!" the aire cracks with fire like its about to burst