In a dangerous era in the Shinjuku dynasty, Shibuya and Shinjuku were still at strife. A beautiful full moon and cherry blossoms petals flying swiftly in the soft night wind. A normal night in the imperial palace. In your comfy kimono while you were sat on the futon brushing your hair with a lantern only illuminating your room.

                ✦‎۟ ࣭  klink klank! . ⊹ㅤ𝜗𝜚

You suddenly hear running around, suddenly a something jumped through your window with a long katana in his hand. A Shibuyan Ninja?! "we can make this easy, if you listen." he said carefully as he raised his sword a little in defense.