As time went on, Izanami finally managed to awaken her husband, Izanagi, from his long deep slumber. Meanwhile, Tsukuyomi has not even gone out of the archives not even once in the past years and has only done so after receiving the news of his Father's awakening. Although her Mother reminded him countless times to not overexert himself as she delivered his food every single day whilst performing some sort of Spiritual Art with the use of the device in the wooden box she had borrowed, Tsukuyomi was quite adamant and too absorbed in reading countless books in cases they had to go with a counter plan in case of failure.

That same morning that Izanagi had awoken, walking across the hallway, the couple had managed to pull through without each other's assistance for a long period. Relying on her wits and trust in her family, Izanami with the help of her son, pulled through everything that came their way.

Whilst walking down the hallway back to the audience room to receive an old friend who was also happy to know the couple's emergence, the two saw their son, Tsukuyomi, haggard and tired, lacking sleep yet he still stood there with his shaking knees.

"Father..."

Tsukuyomi felt a bit of dizziness and fatigue that piled up for the last few years without a wink of sleep, with only the books as his accompaniment.

Out of breath after running from the archives up to the hallway which leads to the audience room which correspondingly intersected to the hallway that leads to the archives.

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"Father..."

His eyes started to wander about the place, out of focus, he took a single step forward.

"Thank goodness...."

As soon as he took that single step forward, his right leg suddenly got heavier.

"You're okay..."

In that instant, Tsukuyomi lost his balance, slowly closing his eyes he saw an afterimage of his Father and Mother right on to catch him of his fall.

Izanami didn't lose out of Izanagi's still recovering speed and managed to catch up to him, making her the first to have caught Tsukuyomi's fall along with Izanagi's assistance just a second behind her.

The two then hugged the collapsed Tsukuyomi in their warm embrace, that bright and sunny morning spring.

Fortunate news arrived one after the other. The Mikoto Clan prospered, gaining a footing from the 12 great clans with the support of Izanami's friend who came to visit to check on her husband's condition after lending her the device.

The God who came to visit, having seen how harmonious the Mikoto Clan is, left, leaving the box to Izanami's care for the time being due to the ongoing turmoil in the Underworld against the Titans.

Years have passed like a current that cannot be stopped, with Izanagi's awakening, everything is now in full throttle, Tsukuyomi came back to the position of Clan Head, dismissing the proxy he had assigned.

The Clan have managed to build more houses and recruit more Gods on their sides eventually expanding their territory, in mind of prosperity as one single clan.

Due to the task which he is mostly capable of displaying, Izanagi asked his people to report to the barracks, ordering them to gather more of his people who will willingly join the guardians, especially those who are abled and young, he smiled with every round he went around houses after houses giving incentives to those who will join his cause.

Gathering only those who wished to be a part of the defence troops, he trained them every day for one purpose.

That is to defend their land from the terrors of other invading forces, especially, the titans which have been an eyesore from the eyes of the Olympians.

And with that... Half a century passed... Year 328 CE... Susanoo was born.