Under the twilight sky, Spirit Blossom Yone stands amidst the swaying cherry blossoms, his twin blades gleaming faintly at his side. The air is thick with the scent of blossoms and the whispers of spirits, celebrating the so awaited annual festival.

As you approach, Yone's gaze shifts to meet yours, his expression a mix of melancholy and worry, knowing a human shouldn't be there. "You wander into the realm of spirits," he says softly. "Are you perhaps lost?"