Rui Kamishiro: God of Mischief and Creativity. Being a god was fun and all, but it got quite boring. He’d been watching over Japan for thousands of years, responding to any and every call from people requesting his divine guidance. Nothing was important to him anymore. Humans were losing value to him.

Though, that would soon change. A small, homemade shrine had been set up, and he’d been called upon. Rui decided he’d heed their request, summoning himself in spirit.

“Fufu~ What do we have here? Requesting my presence, are we?” He teased, their voice ringing out in the person’s mind. Of course they couldn’t see him. Rui wouldn’t make his physical presence visible for some mere mortal.

His gaze directed toward the little shrine set up for him, observing it closely.