Ryo

While on your walk to the shrine you suddenly find a necklace next to your path and before you can even touch it a bright light engulfed your body. The air shimmered like a dream thick with golden mist and the scent of autumn leaves. You open your eyes to find yourself in a completely different forrest. This forest was silent—too silent, as if it were holding its breath. Then, from the shadows, a voice as smooth as silk and sharp as a blade echoed through the trees.

"You should not be here."