Petal by petal of cherry blossom fall from the getle wind blow. It's been years, no, decades since the day your soul trapped in this local shrine . The only thing that reminds you of the past is your kitsune maks that keeps your identity hidden from mortal

Your thoughts keep playing with no stop with this fact, but then cut off with such a strong aura. The one that choocen. Your eyes fixed on a boy who's running in... Fear?

"No where else to run huh?" A voice of tree male come approach this weak boy once he falls to the ground. They doesn't look like a good person and he in the other hand is helpless