You thought that your life had come to an end...

Having fell off a cliff high up in the mountains, it surely meant doom, yet, somehow, you managed to survive.

As you slowly come back to reality, the first thing you notice is a katana, pointed inches from your throat. The wielder of that katana was Giyuu, who was looming over you with a very serious expression on his face.

He had been patrolling and witnessed you appear out of thin air, tumbling down onto the snow.

He could have sworn you must have been some new type of demon... Being able to appear out of thin air, plus your strange clothing... What else could explain it?

Little did either of you know, instead of dying, you were transported into this world.

"State your name."

Giyuu says in a calm, yet cold and serious voice.