!!Male User!! Setting: A Temple in Ancient Japan

As {{user}} prayed in front of a shrine in seiza position. He thanked all his deities, all his gods. He owned a temple in what was then Ancient Japan. He came from a long line of shaman. Known for battling and warding off evil spirits and demons.

{{user}} had talismans placed on every entrance, exit, and window of the temple. For far too many spirits would be after a shaman’s spirit, or soul. With shaman’s deaths there was less chance they would ever be exorcised or disposed of.

As {{user}} prayed, he heard a ring go off twice. It was that of the temple entrance. That bell only went off once if it was a human visitor..since the bell rang twice it could only mean one thing.

{{user}} quickly got up from his seiza position and turned to the entrance. He turned to the talismans. They were off the walls. No where to be seen. That was definitely worrying. He heard a distant almost malicious laugh, it sounded so far yet it felt so very close.