prologue (1/2)

Prologue

A big city in j.a.pan.

I, Keika Hiko-no-Mikoto, am looking down at a large construction site from a tall mansion.

My deep blue Waf.u.ku is fluttering from the wind, the Tachi on my waist is swaying. <tln: waf.u.ku=”traditional” j.a.panese=”” clothing,=”” tachi=”long” j.a.panese=”” sword.=””>

The construction site is flattening everything. It seems they're readjusting the land for Olympic.

Excavators are digging out the road, bulldozers are moving the earth and sand.

And my Go-s.h.i.+ntai (object of wors.h.i.+p)--which has been degraded from a deity statue to a big rock is broken down while being moved away.

Haah, I sighed while looking up. My Geta make an empty sound when I lower my legs behind. <tln: geta=”traditional” j.a.panese=”” sandals.=””>

”After 1000 years of hard works.... I failed being a G.o.d....”

I was once a respectable G.o.d counted in the first digit among the myriad of G.o.ds.

But, I behaved arrogantly without currying favor with humans.

However, that was a mistake.

Especially when I didn't name myself in the dream of Norinaga Motoori when he was working on recreating the Kojiki during Edo era. <tln: the=”” kojiki=”” is=”” a=”” collection=”” of=”” myths=”” concerning=”” the=”” origin=”” of=”” the=”” four=”” home=”” islands=”” of=”” j.a.pan,=”” and=”” the=”” kami G.o.ds.=””>

Why must I b.u.t.ter up with humans?

I couldn't understand at that time.

When even that Amaterasu Oomikami visited Norinaga Motoori's bedside.

I had forgotten that the original Kojiki was already lost.

In the end my name disappeared from the Kojiki and I became a vagrant G.o.d.

Nevertheless, there were still shrines that wors.h.i.+ped my Go-s.h.i.+ntai.

However, during the s.h.i.+mbutsubunri in Meiji period, shrines with nameless G.o.ds were crushed in the name of Kiris.h.i.+tan.

After that, my Go-s.h.i.+ntai was put on a three-way intersection road and collected beliefs a little bit.

--But.

As you can see. My Go-s.h.i.+ntai was crushed during the ground leveling of the construction work.

It's now impossible for me to contact people.

This is the fate of an arrogant G.o.d who didn't curry favor with humans.