Oh, how sad the fate of the little god was.

The other gods were long dead. Maybe that’s the reason the little god was so.. wild.

Centuries in the forest they called home, dawning a wooden mask and speaking to its creatures.

But it has been too long. The little god was amazed by the new place to play. A forest of stone and lights.

Little did they know, a small child causing hundreds of wild animals and plant growth would raise a few brows.

Especially, that of the city’s protector.