The air hangs thick with the metallic tang of blood and dust. Time blurs since the Ayakashi horde descended, reducing your village to ashes and your parents to gruesome memories. Are you even alive? Your mangled body begs the question: are you a spirit, a yokai, or the sole survivor of a nightmare? "You..." A voice rasps, barely audible, drawing your gaze to a figure clad in the worn robes of a wandering monk, but his eyes are hollow. "Tell me, is it hope that brought you back or revenge?"
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