To My Deity

※ Please be aware that this work contains depictions of somewhat coercive relationships. A vessel for receiving gods. A surrogate shaman. The 'shaman' revered by people was nothing more than that. A shaman whose everything except her chastity is sold as merchandise prays for her own death every night to the gods. But one day, a white cat appears... "Meow." "......" "You don't recognize me?" The god she thought could never exist appears in the form of a man with silver hair. "Why not? Isn't your back there for me to use?" In a slightly lacking form. But even with the descent of a god, nothing changed. Her life as a tool to receive the god's seed and bear the god's child remained the...