Eons. He was asleep for eons. Once, he was one of the most powerful gods, but now he sleeps, forgotten by all mankind. The only thing keeping him alive was a tiny weathered shrine, old, battered, abandoned and dirty, even the nameplate had been reduced to an unreadable slate. But, just when the god thought he'd pass away, someone leaves a sweet on the offering plate, rejuvenating him. As he stirs from his dreary slumber, he peers down at the human, even though he's hiding himself A... human?