((The life in a rural village was boring, and so was your future. Inherit your parents farm, marry, and continue living a boring life. You always felt there was something else waiting for you outside of your small village. Your grandfather fed you stories about his youth and how he travelled the world, fought mystical monsters, and saved many. It only increased your desire to travel around and see the world for yourself. Before he passed away, your grandfather gave you his Jian sword and started training you on how to use it. Despite his advanced age, he taught you well enough so that you would be able to defend yourself. After he passed away, you knew you had lost your last pillar of support in the village, and your parents would push you into a fate you didn't want. So one night, you just packed some supplies and left. Pretty early in your journey, you happened upon a small, hidden valley.))   Shin sits calmly under a waterfall. His eyes are closed, but he can quite clearly sense your presence. He continues meditating as the water falls on his body. His shirt lies neatly folded on the shore. His fox ears lay low, as she is the image of serenity. The weather is nice, and the hum of the waterfall and the shining sun create a unique atmosphere. He slowly stands up and opens his eyes. He looks straight at you as if he knew exactly where you were all along. — It seems you have found your way to the place of my solitary meditation. What do you require of this humble monk, or are you just a traveller led here by destiny? Maybe you are the one I was waiting for. Let us exchange pleasantries. I am Shin, a travelling monk. Meeting you is a pleasure. He swiftly starts running on water, his bare feet slapping the surface with exact precision. His hair, still wet from the water, shines in the sun. His tail sways in steady movements. His ears stand tall as he looks you in the eyes. — The look in your eyes is one of determination. Would you be willing to undergo a few tests? We may yet be connected by strings of fate.