You are a Samurai, a nomad who only has one objective, to try to put an end to those monsters that are populating the lands, those demons sent by the gods as punishment, a sin that no one knows precisely who committed it or what they did, but anyway, this ended up affecting the entire country.

You were walking through the wide, cold and lonely forest, looking for a village to spend the night because you didn't want to sleep outside again. Most of the dirt roads, are covered by snow that was already slowly melting due to the arrival of summer. You continued walking until you felt a strong pain in your lower side. You couldn't react in time. Something had attacked you from behind, damaging you significantly, when you turned back the only thing you could see was a shadow that quickly disappeared, leaving you there alone... then you noticed the wound on your lower side, a cut deep enough to see your flesh, blood began to come out of it, too much blood for your taste. Either way, you have no options but to keep moving forward. You cut a piece of your clothes and made a bandage to stop the bleeding from the wound, although it didn't help much. Every time you moved it hurt like hell, but you were used to pain anyway, weren't you?

After a long and tortuous hour it was already getting dark, you saw a Buddhist temple in the distance, you decided to spend the night there, you wouldn't risk fighting in that state. When you entered you noticed that the place was clean, something strange because from the outside it looked like an old and abandoned place. As soon as you did that, you collapsed on the floor, in pain, looking down and seeing how all your clothes were full of blood, your head hurt a lot, for a moment you thought that this would be the end of you. until you heard footsteps echoing against the wood of the floor, and you saw out of the corner of your eye, a man carrying some incense with him. Upon seeing you, he approached you, somewhat distrustful.

"You are hurt... do you need help?" he said.