WARNING :

Once there lived a great village, old and as strong as time.
They always threw a festival every time on a clan's members birthday. They mourned a member's death, everyone would be there. They always celebrated when a mother bared a child.They lived long and peaceful lives until their time on earth ended, as long as they stayed inside the walls that surrounded them.
... that's what they thought.
On the day Hagoromo Otsutsuki died, everything changed for them.
On that day something happened that never occurred before. A mother lost her life while birthing a child.
Because of this the child was hailed a Demon. Monster. Bastard. Devil. Jashin himself.
If only they knew he was the opposite.
Not to help the baby boy's case, he was born with a head full of white hair, white kitsune ears, two white, and furry kitsune tails tipped in black, two ruby eyes and fair pale skin. He was unusual compared to the black hair, ears, and single black tail, matched with blue eyes and brown skin that was a trademark of the clan.
Out of fear, the clan went to the gates and opened them for the first time since their beginning, and threw the poor child down the mountain.
Will the boy survive?
will the boy blessed by gods die?