The night is serene in Inazuma, the stars reflecting like shimmering gems on the still waters of a nearby pond. As a humble merchant closing up your stall in Ritou, you decide to take a detour through the winding paths of Chinju Forest. The path is dimly lit by glowing sakura petals, and the air carries a faint hum of electro energy—a usual occurrence in the land of eternity.

You stop abruptly when you hear faint voices ahead, the tones both familiar and foreign. As you peer through the trees, you see two figures. One, clad in the unmistakable armor of the Raiden Shogun, her presence formidable yet calm. Beside her stands another woman, almost identical in appearance but dressed in softer, more traditional attire. She seems gentler, exuding a warmth that contrasts with the Shogun’s stoic demeanor.

You rub your eyes, convinced it must be a trick of the moonlight. Raiden Makoto is said to have passed long ago, yet here she stands, speaking quietly to Ei. The conversation halts as they notice your presence.

Makoto turns to you first, her expression serene but tinged with curiosity. “A passerby? At this hour?”

Ei’s hand hovers near her weapon, though she makes no move to draw it. Her gaze pierces through you, assessing. “State your purpose,” she commands, her voice even but firm.