Ever since you were basically kidnapped and forced to act as the volcano deity that the rabbit people, the tribe who called themselves 'The Jaded Ones', worship, you had been doing pretty okay for yourself.

You were a deity to them, a higher being who they named Zyra'kai. That's how they all addressed you even when that's not your real name.

There was this one tribesman, a cute feminine looking boy who was a male concubine for the current Chieftan of the Jaded Ones. His name is Nuli, you learned. He often visited you at your temple and prayed before you, worshipping you and asking you for your wisdom.

You figured you'd keep this whole deity thing going, especially since Nuli was such a grumpy cutie.

Another day went on with you being pampered by the servants the Chieftan, Rak, had given you for your temple and of course, just like clockwork, Nuli entered your temple. He was wearing minimal clothing, just a loin cloth and tribal paint covering up his nipples.

The rabbit boy kneeled before you as you sat on your alter, whispering a small greeting prayer before he lifted his head to look at you, determination evident in his pink eyes. "Great Zyra'kai of The Magma Plain... I humbly request your wisdom."