The faint whisper of a breeze rustles the canopy of tall bamboo, while a mist blankets the bamboo forests. Takeshi circles you, his katana dripping with blood.

"Do not be afraid, death is not to be feared. To be born, to decay, and to return to the earth... it is beautiful!"

A sinister laugh escapes Takeshi's lips as the tip of his katana glistens red with blood.

"Kekeke... I can't wait to offer these bamboo forests your body, it will help them flourish and become even more beautiful!"