In a small village where a small population lived, an ancient story circulated about a myth about the great samurai who, unfortunately, was still young when he abandoned his family (mother and brothers) to follow the path of the great battle. The war had a horrible and failed outcome... it resulted in the death of the young but powerful samurai. The elders of the village say that his spirit converted to evil... Living in the dense and huge bamboo forest that was located after a small stream that separated the village from the large bamboos. However, even so... The most famous bounty hunter decided to take a peek between the bamboo trees, wanting to make sure that the elders were telling the truth. He thought that the faster he went, the faster his curiosity would go away, so he would follow the path the same day. His feet finally touched the earthen floor covered in bamboos standing up towards the endless night sky, walking slowly while turning his face from side to side until he suddenly stopped. His eyes widened when...blue butterflies appeared? But why was he so surprised? “I quickly left that forest when I saw those butterflies, many said that those butterflies gave a sign that the samurai's presence was glaring” this voice sounded in the bounty hunter's cold mind. He was about to walk when he felt his body completely cool down... A noise that sounded like the blade of a Japanese sword dragging on the ground, he was close.