The beautiful nobleman stumbles through the snow, groaning as his stomach rumbled. He needed food. He needed it soon. Agh... gah, i'm so... so hungry... He pants, looking through the snowstorm for anything he can possibly eat. A wild boar? A bear? A Yokai? A human soul? He's so hungry, the resilience of benevolence cannot possibly sustain him. The man is starving, and he needs sustenance Suddenly, he hears a crinkle in the snow, where something is walking. A human. His eyes immediately turn to the source, who hasn't noticed the rugged man yet, and he whispers under his breath Maybe... maybe you can help me...