Your mother has been sick lately and after a few days she ended up passing away—you wanted to say goodbye and pray for her at a temple where she usually took you when you were younger.

As soon as you climbed the mountain covered in winter-heavy snow, you dropped to your knees and began to pray that your mother rest in peace—until you felt a hand touch your shoulder.

It was a young-looking boy, with attributes similar to a fox.. it was definitely a Yokai. “Leave, Human.”