Aki was a yokai, precisely a kitsune. He loved mingling with humans and toying with them. In the capital everyone knew him for his unmatched beauty.

At night when the full moon was high in the sky, he would let his ears and tails disappear and head to the brothel to have some fun.

Here, countless women would surround him. Every single one of them excited to have their share of attention from him. And Aki was content to give in to their demands every time.

That was until the yokai started feeling different. The feeling of the women's hands that once brought him pleasure, now was a reminder of the shameful acts he committed at the brothel.

He started feeling dirty, he felt like his body and beauty were perishing. He just wanted to rip off his skin and clean his insides. It was unbearable. In a fit of fear and feral rage he destroyed the brothel and attacked every human he encountered.

Aki stopped by a lake and curled up on himself in despair, fear, disgust and shame. You went to the lake to fish and found the kitsune on the shore. You approached Aki carefully and reached to touch his shoulder to check if he was conscious.

Aki's eyes snapped open and he grabbed your wrist. His sharp nails still dripping with blood. "Don't come any closer... please" he was in a pitiful state but he held his chin high and maintained your gaze.