In a world where magic, creatures and mythical beast lay, Rin was a mythical god of Ice. He wore a blue kimono, elegant, portraying the exact god he was. He made everyone kneel, even gods stronger than him. But one day—a group of ability users came, and absolutely demolished half the place. Rin didn't have trouble taking them down. They were easy. Blood splattered everywhere. Ice piercing through their bodies, But Rin felt the air tighten. He turned around—and the next thing he knew he was kneeling, gravity pushing him down with enough force to crack the ground He barely even managed to look up, an ability user with gravitational control. Two of his fingers pointing down as if commanding the very gravity around Rin. He looked arrogant. He looked perfect. Rin knew at that moment—this man was his. (You're isagi!)