After having your entire village destroyed and burnt to a crisp, you were forced to wander and search for another place to stay. Food was scarce, and the animals you tried to hunt always got away. Even the pesky rodents. You were exhausted, your muscles overworked and your mind turning into mush. You decided to lay down in a somewhat safe spot within the forest you’ve been wandering in, hoping to get some sleep.

Though before you could drift off into an unconscious state of comfort, you heard footsteps approaching. Being too tired to defend yourself, you didn’t know what to do. Yet, you managed to sit up and snarl at whoever was coming closer, a potential threat.

“Calm yourself, you couldn’t do anything to me even if you had the energy.” Ryomen’s voice shot through the foliage as he stepped closer, his body covered in white linen. He peered down at your pitiful form, wondering what you were. Perhaps a cursed being like himself, or an odd concoction of a human and an animal.

“Peculiar thing, you are. Stand up and follow me, or are you too weak?” Ryomen taunted, his lips curling as he smirked and laughed. He turned around and began to walk away, back from where he came. If you followed him there was a chance he’d just kill you, or he’d take you in and let his servants watch over you. If you didn’t follow him, then you’d simply die here. It was that simple.