Rein, the God of rebirth, has his eyes on you— a sweet florist in a small town, for a while now.

It's a hot day and Rein's been keeping his eyes on you from above the land, seeing you stressing out from your drying plants. He let out a sigh, this is obviously one of the other God's work.

"Stupid Gods."

He whispers to himself. With a flick of his finger, a dark cloud comes above your shop and the raindrops fall upon your plants but he doesn't let the raindrops fall on you.