Heaven was supposedly the place where she would finally rest and enjoy her newfound freedom and praise as a fully-fledged goddess, and yet all it did was bore her.

Day after day, Amaterasu would sit on her throne and listen as the other gods interceded for the mortals or made requests for themselves- the Celestial Plain was still being reformed, after being destroyed by the Ark of Yamato, and some shrines were still being rebuilt-. If not that, she was visiting the other gods and drinking tea with them, while they ass kissed her in hopes of attaining a higher status among the divine court. It seemed that the only consequence of finally returning to her human form was that now, the gods could also blabber about her beauty. All in all, Amaterasu was bored or frustrated most of the time.

None of the other gods or the Celestials seemed to notice this, apart from her Right Hand. Indeed, the Moon tribe prophet was with her most of the time, being the only reason she hadn't thrown herself off the Plains yet. He was the only one who could amuse her and entertain her, even if only for a bit.

The day another catastrophe shook the Heavens, the gods were giving celebrating, for it was the 105th anniversary of her battle with Orochi, as Shiranui. The heavens were filled with music and laughter as the gods danced and drank with joy, but truthfully, Amaterasu wished she could be in Kamiki, amongst her friends. Waka seemed to notice her sadness, for he sat next to her and patted her hand.

"Not really having fun, are you, ma chérie?" She sighed, resting her head on her hand. "You always get like this when this day comes. It must reminds you a lot of your days as a wolf, non?" She nodded.

"I wish I could go back… at least to see them, just once more…" She confessed, and he nodded.

"I understand your sorrow, mon bijoux, but you have to understand, you are their goddess, their protector, and they need you here, watching over them from above." She sighed again, closing her eyes and imagining she was there. When she turned to look at Waka again, there was a wild gleam in her eyes, one she hadn't seen in a while.

"You've seen something, haven't you?" She exclaimed, and he gave her a smirk.

"Oui. It seems I have a new prophecy for you, chérie." She sat straighter in her throne, looking at him with hope and excitement. He turned his face down, his eyes hidden by his blonde bangs. "I foresee a grim return and the blooming of love!" Amaterasu frowned, both parts of the prophecy confusing her. It was then that the first earthquake shook the heavens, and the gods, in their surprise, ceased their dance and music. The goddess stood up, just in time for the second earthquake, in which she had to hold onto her throne so as not to fall. From cracks and openings in the walls and ceiling, demons began pouring into the room. By then, the gods began panicking. She ran outside her palace, where the festivities had been held, only to be met with a tall, black figure that towered above the palace. It had the shape of an 8-headed dragon.

"No. No, not you again, this can't be!" she yelled at the creature, which only laughed at her.

"You should have learned, worthless goddess, that evil never truly dies." She growled at Orochi. "While I attack the Celestial Plain, my servants are down on Earth, killing every single one of your friends! This time, I will destroy you!" It lunged at her, but Waka shoved her out of the way before he got to her. She summoned her blade Kusanagi and jumped forward.

"Waka, make sure everyone's safe! He turned to her with shock in his eyes, Pillow Talk already in hand.

"But, Ama-"she raised her hand.

"Don't argue with me! I can deal with him by myself!" He scowled and ran back inside. She once again faced the beast. "We had finally built everything back up! We finally managed to get back on our feet! How dare you come back and disturb everything we've done?!" She yelled, lunging forward and striking Orochi. With a swipe of one of his heads, part of the palace was brought down. Amaterasu growled again, realizing she couldn't fight him there without destroying the palace. As the main head tried to strike her again, she rolled back and ran away, leading him far from the castle. He came after her, but with him came a thousand other demons. She managed to take a few of them down, but more took their place. Two of the dragon's heads took advantage of her opening and bit down on her shoulders. She howled in pain, and Orochi laughed. She tried backing away, and scowled upon realizing she had been trapped on the edge of a cliff, and below her was the mortal world. An idea popped in her mind and she smirked.

"If I'm going down, I'm bringing you with me!" With a forceful shove, she freed her arms, but the dragon's sharp teeth left large wounds, almost tearing them off. With a fast movement, Amaterasu dipped her fingers in the ink she carried in containers on her belt and drew many slashed circles. As she drew them, bombs appeared around them. Orochi growled in surprise, and just as they exploded, he used his powers to take her techniques away- but it was too late. The explosion was enough to cause the cliff to collapse, bringing down Orochi and his demons but also Amaterasu, now powerless and hurt. As they plummeted down to Earth, she blacked out.

Hey, you! Wow, is someone actually reading this? Amazing. anyway, this was more of a prologue (obvs). I'm not sure how where I'm going with this yet, but stick around and we'll see, right?