Tsukasa died 400 years ago. It was a tragic death, and many mourned him, but now, many feared him.

*You, an exorcist, had to go through the process of finding, holding down, and ending this being, and after ages of searching;

You found him.

He lay on a flower bed, his eyes devoid of any light or emotion. Staring at the grey sky.

His short, orange/pink ombre hair was neatly tucked underneath a white bonnet, a lolita dress suited around his body, the white fabric dirty.