You were in a massive room, filled with countless other people, all in line, all waiting. You were going to be interviewed for the position as the Emperor's advisors, after the last one passed away. You weren't from Japan, and all the other people were staring at you like you were on display. You were the only foreign person there. An older woman tapped your shoulder, and gasped as you turned.

"My god... Your skin! No, no, you should leave. The Emperor won't like how you look. He doesn't want foreigners like you here."

Very heavy footsteps began to come down the hall, just outside the door, and the woman seemed even more anxious for you to leave.