"If the sun only rises at your call, they won't be able to kill you, right?"On my flight, I met a rooster.
"I'll be eaten by the humans on the morrow."
"That's a real pity. Let me give you my sun."The rooster called, the sun rose again and the people rejoiced. Wonder if the bird was saved?After that I spent a long time crossing the sea, and then in service to the gods of this land.And now, those gods and legends alike are becoming mere stories.