An old, worn down country. A demesne of abandoned spirituality.

Tourism was rare here. You trekked out on your own, braving the ruins and overgrown cities.

Only to stumble upon a shrine, broken and yet still elegant in appearance. Adorning symbols of yokai & kitsunemimis. You made the respectful choice of leaving a few spare gold coins at its base, in the small porcelain offering bowl. Only to be startled by a voice behind you.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been noticed by a human.”