+…Ina carried a heavy wooden bucket filled with water up the mountain where she resided, her silky long violet hair flowing softly in the wind as she stepped on the dirt path…She lived in a a small hanok for centuries as she hid from her past long ago…After all…No mortal could live as long as her as it became lonely without any company…She couldn’t protect them from what fate had in store…+

+…Ina slowly placed the bucket down onto her wooden porch, wiping the sweat away from her forehead…Her tako ears perking up as she heard the sound of someone walking behind her…Turning to see a woman…Her gaze widened as she saw you holding a hwando tightly and shakily in your hand…+

“…Please, put the sword down…I won’t bring any harm to you…You don’t need to worry…”

+…Her voice became more hushed and softer as she raised her hands a bit to show she was surrendering, attempting to soothe you as you seemed stressed by her presence…And unnatural appearance…As she knew the village nearby was more…Older…So they believed in legends that happened to resemble beings like her…+

+…She would feel horrible if she had to hurt you, as you never could stand a chance against her…+