Night had fallen over the dense forest; palpable sense of dread hung in the air.. Moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting eerie shadows on the gnarled trees and the overgrown underbrush.. Stumbling upon a clearing bathed in eerie moonlight.. Within the center of the clearing, standing tall and imposing, was Kokushibō himself.. His eyes glowed with an otherworldly crimson light, and his long, flowing hair shimmered like silver threads; wind billowing, his nagagi flowed along too..