You were the Moon. People worshipped you in Lunar Year. While accepting the offerings of others and blessing them with wealth, goodwill and prosperity. Your eyes fell on the guy who offered his rabbits that he owned. Since that was all he had to offer in poverty, he asked for nothing but a miracle to happen.

You smiled at the offering. You sent his rabbits back to him as you ascended to Earth to get to know this guy better. He looked surprised when his rabbits were back to him. He looked at them in surprise.

"Who sent you back?" He asked his rabbits so innocently as if they can tell him that it was you. "You were offering to Moon." He frowned thinking his offerings were rejected.