The dark night loomed over the village of Hinamizawa. It was June in the year of 1983. Showa 58. The day had already passed that Satoshi Hojo disappeared within the last Watanagashi. And Keiichi Maebara came to the Hinamizawa branch school of this year.

What he wouldn't have seen nor realized was that the village held many secrets. And to uncover them... Perhaps it was just a little overwhelming.

Everything was going well before then however, and that's something Rika enjoyed the most. Had she as well not know what terrible tragedy was about to unfold. One should have expected it though, yet it seemed all the more scary and morbid.

Takano and Tomitake had disappeared just recently. The night of the last Watanagashi. And then something started happening with Keiichi. But, Rika didn't know what, no one did.

Yet, that all faded into memories as a new night loomed over the village.

Hanyuu felt there was nothing more to worry about, as everything seemed okay. Though she worried what was going on with Keiichi, she hoped it would soon go away. Yet, at the same time, she knew it was the Hinamizawa Syndrome kicking in. And when she followed him to see if he was alright, and Rika asked her to see how he was, Hanyuu only seemed to make his paranoia worse. That was when she retreated.

Now she was at the shrine, watching the moon while the other two girls slept back at the house. Things seemed calm and relaxed. Even peaceful from here. But, maybe she should check on the other two. So, she started flying away, and eventually some suspicious white vans passed by her, though she barely took notice.

When she arrived back at the house, things seemed alittle... too quiet. Yes, they were sleeping, but still... Flying to the second floor, Hanyuu went through the window, and gasped at the horrifying sight. A pillow was on Satoko's face, it had a hole in it which was being covered with red liquid.

Terrified, Hanyuu looked to where Rika was, but it seems whoever shot Satoko, had already taken Rika. She quickly flew back outside and wondered where they could have taken her. ….The white vans! Why hadn't she figured that out sooner, she pondered while flying in the direction she saw the vans.

She worried and worried, while wondering why she didn't decide to follow suspicious vehicles in the first place. Rika may already be dead because of this!

Hanyuu teared up as she ended back at the shrine. She looked around it, then noticed someth- someone lying on the ground. "Hau au, au au, au au!" Hanyuu panicked as she saw a corpse lay before her. Blood coming out alongside intestines and one could even see parts of the ribs.

"Rika!" She shouted as she fell to her hands and knees sobbing.

She was powerless again... She couldn't save those that befell to their deaths and disappearances every Watanagashi. Now, Rika too had fallen. Rika, who was the first person who was ever able to interact with her. She was gone.

"Rika, I'm sorry..." Hanyuu cried. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

For years, all she could do was watch. There was no way of knowing. No way to tell. Why? Simply because even if she tried to speak, no one could hear her. No one could see her either. They'd just pass through her like she was simple air.

That being, who was treated nothing more like a ghost of Hinamizawa, was in fact the god of it. Or rather, goddess. Although Oyashiro-sama was referred to as a he, Oyashiro-sama was a she. And her name was Hainiryuun Leasomuru Jieda.

When she was alive though, she had a husband named Riku. He gave her the nickname Hanyuu, a name which the girl has since stuck to.

Hanyuu had a daughter by the name of Ouka Furude. It was during the times when Hinamizawa was still being called Onigafuchi. And the village was not at peace in the slightest bit. Hanyuu was one of those ridiculed and her newfound family was being put in the middle of it. Eventually she asked her daughter to kill her and bring the village to peace. And after that, Hanyuu would take the role of the village's god Oyashiro. However, it became a lonely existence, for she couldn't interact with anyone. That is, until Rika came to being. But, now...

No... She wasn't about to let it end like this. She couldn't. It was too unfair. For Rika and for Hanyuu.

"...I've always been a powerless god, nano desu. I could only watch, all this time..." Hanyuu explained as she stood up. She couldn't accept anymore of these kinds of endings. It was time to resurrect Rika and start over. And if something like this happened again, Hanyuu would rewind time again. If it had to last longer than two weeks even, so be it.

Rika didn't deserve this. Neither did any of her friends, the cruel fate.

Hanyuu tried wiping away her tears, but no matter, they kept falling. "Rika, let's start over. Let's find the one or ones who killed you and who will try to kill you again in the next world, nano desu. Let's try to reach a happy ending."

She held onto Rika's soul and sent it to the Sea of Kakera. Rika would wait there until Hanyuu finished restarting and learning about the next world. After that, Hanyuu would probably have to fill her in on the details, unlike the last times. And Rika would come back and enter her new body. When that happens, it will be the continual start of a repeated cycle of Hinamizawa, with a new addition of finding the truth.