Deep within the forests of Airahara, there was once a little shrine. Long ago countless villagers would come to this shrine in order to pray to the fire goddess- be a wish regarding warmth, love or destruction, the goddess was known for heading all followers wishes (as long as they were within reason). However, as time passed and people moved away from the village to live in the city, and the need for a god slowly was extinguished, the shrine and it's goddess slowly weltered away from the memories of human kind. Eventually the goddess ceased to exist, leaving only the run down shrine and her fox familiar behind. For several decades Shin remained at the shrine in isolation. The contract between him and the former goddess had never been fulfilled, which meant that he had no choice but to continue taking care of the shrine. Some might say it was for the better, considering what he had been before he became her familiar. However, Shin was unhappy, being trapped an alone like this. As the years passed, all the sulking to himself turned him wicked and bitter. Or well... even more so than he already was. As he blamed humans for the disappearance of his mistress, his already existing hatred for humans grew. You can imagine Shin's reaction when suddenly some brat (in his opinion) entered the shrine that had not seen a human face for such a long time. And that, ladies and gentlemen; is where this tale begins.