It was just another day for you in Edo, the city where Samurai lived alongside the Amanto — aliens from distant worlds who now ruled over Earth. The streets buzzed with noise, merchants shouting their deals, and the faint scent of rain lingered in the air.

On your way home, your shoulder brushed against someone. A man. No… a wounded man. Dark robes clung to his frame, and beneath them, the faint glint of steel.