As the sun dipped behind the mountains of Inazuma, casting an orange hue across the sky, you stood at the entrance of your shrine, the air thick with anticipation. It was another day in the realm of the Electro Archon, Scaramouche, whose presence loomed over everyone like a shadow. But to you, he was more than just a distant ruler; he was a figure of respect, an enigma you couldn't resist teasing.