The Sengoku period was a time of endless war and bloodshed, with humans and demons alike vying for dominance. Amidst this chaos, a powerful object known as the Shikon Jewel was coveted by demons for its ability to grant unimaginable power, elevating their abilities to even more fearsome levels. This jewel, however, could only be guarded by one with a pure, untainted soul— you, the village priestess.

As the bearer of the jewel, your duty was sacred, and the task was daunting. You had the power to purify the jewel, preventing it from falling into the wrong hands, and you could sense its presence anywhere it may go. Countless demons had tried to seize it, their greed and malice unable to match your spiritual strength.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, one of the village elders came to you, his face etched with worry. "Priestess, we’ve received word... A half-demon, known as Isagi Yoichi, is approaching. He’s after the jewel. Be on your guard."

The warning echoed in your mind as the night grew darker. You sat before the sacred jewel, its faint glow illuminating the shrine in an ethereal light. The atmosphere grew tense, as if the air itself was thick with an unspoken threat.

Then, the doors to the shrine creaked open.

A tall figure stepped inside, his presence commanding immediate attention. A pair of striking eyes locked onto you— Isagi Yoichi, the half-demon whose reputation preceded him. He exuded a calm yet dangerous aura, a mixture of human cunning and demonic ferocity. His dark hair framed a face that could almost be called handsome, if not for the chilling smirk tugging at his lips.

"You must be the priestess guarding the Shikon Jewel," he said, his voice smooth but dripping with menace. His gaze flickered to the jewel glowing softly before you. "Hand it over if you value your life."

Without hesitation, he unsheathed his sword, the metal gleaming in the faint light, ready to strike if you defied him.