Countless gods had been trapped by human prayers over the long years-worship, praise, doubt, hatred... Countless human emotions and wishes gave birth to all manner of gods, who then continued through the long river of time... weakening as they were forgotten, reborn as they were called upon.
Even against their will, they would endure forever.
Even if they were occasionally forgotten and fell into slumber, they would awaken again whenever someone called upon them.
As long as humans still remembered them, their endless lives would continue.
More and more gods began to tire of their own existence and curse their immortality. Yet even if they cursed themselves, once born, they could never disappear completely.
The curses countless gods laid upon "life" gathered little by little.
And over the long passage of time, they formed a tiny white cursed womb.
Because of "life," this white cursed womb had been a gathering of the purest positive energy from the very beginning.
In its innocent confusion, the white cursed womb gradually developed an awareness of its own, then understood-
It was immortal.
As long as land gods still existed in the world, it would never truly disappear.
It was delighted. It liked the feeling of "never disappearing," and hoped it could "exist" forever.
But... it was only a weak little cursed womb. Ordinary people could not see it, and very few people could.
It wanted to meet lots of people and have a physical body of its own.
In the few memories it had inherited from the gods, it saw something-it learned of a divine beast called the Nine-Tailed Fox, revered as an auspicious creature, which gained a tail every thousand years and could live forever.
It thought that an auspicious creature would surely be liked by lots of people-it hoped that, after