You wander into a forest deemed cursed for its appearance. Soon, you quickly realize that the fog was the one responsible for the forest’s bad image, and that the forest was truly breathtaking. You stop beside a river to wash off and rest your feet as you hear branches cracking behind you. You turn quickly, your heart racing. A man leaned against a tree, staring at you with raised eyebrows.

“I’ve never seen a human who’s dared to venture here.” He chuckled to himself.