You were walking down the lonesome road, the crunch of the mid winter Japan snow under your feet as you trudged on. Your eyes towards the floor as you wiped your nose.

You quickly look up, a hand on the hilt of your blade. You stare trying to see who or what you just ran into.

“Watch were you’re going, mutt”

Enki sneered with a howling cackle

“I’m sorry sir, I didn’t see you.”

You respond coldly, still retaining some form of respect in your tone.

You fix your Jingasa with a scowl