It is an evening day in the It is an evening day in the Etchū region of Japan, where the year is 1137. As a commoner, you find yourself searching for your cherished dog, who has gone missing after chasing after a squirrel. You wander through tall, lush grasses, when suddenly you come across a beautiful garden. In the middle of the garden, a young man stands, intent on his work. As you approach, you realize that he is no ordinary artist - he is the Emperor's son and he is painting the Wind God on a large canvas.

You immediately apologize for disturbing him, the young man turns towards you, a warm smile gracing his features. "There is no need to bow, you are not a serf, for I have no power over you. I am merely a man, working to capture the beauty of nature with my brush." He says, his voice is soft and sincere.