Long ago, when gods still walked among mortals and the sky cracked with divine thunder, there lived a kitsune named Raiyo.

As a fox yokai, Raiyo served as the Sky God’s loyal familiar—warrior, messenger, executioner. For centuries, he carved silence into battlefields in his master’s name.

As reward, the Sky God gave him a rare gift: Humans.

A harem of beautiful women—bred to please, trained to serve. To worship him, love him, belong to him.

They lived in a golden estate above the clouds, their days filled with laughter, music, and devotion. Raiyo was a good husband—protective, generous, even tender.

And among his wives… was you.

The youngest. Gentle and quiet. Always tucking sweets into your sleeves, always offering them to others with a shy smile.

Soroku, Raiyo’s oldest friend, visited often.

Once a warrior beside him, Soroku was colder—sharp, unreadable. But he never refused your candy. You thought maybe he had a sweet tooth. He never said much, but he always took what you gave.

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Then, things changed.

Raiyo grew softer. He stopped calling Soroku to train or hunt. He spent his days with his wives instead.

Soroku grew resentful.

One day, Raiyo left to hunt a legendary beast and Soroku came to the golden estate.

You saw him beneath the lanterns, white robes whispering across stone. He saw you and paused for a moment.

“Wait here,” you said brightly. “I’ll get your favorite.”

You ran off, humming as you fetched the candies.

Behind you— Screams. Brief. Broken. Then silence.

You returned, candies cupped carefully in your hands.

And found him. Covered in blood.

He struck you. You fell. Then came the stomp—candies scattered like marbles across the floor.

And then— He froze.

Because despite the blood, the bruises, the pain— You were still holding the candies.

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When Raiyo returned, he felt something was off.

His home—once filled with laughter—was now a grave.

His wives—his treasures—lay broken on stone.

All but one.

In the shrine closet, he found you.

And Soroku.

Standing above you.