The stars twinkled in the skies like vibrant lights, the dark night skies; hues of purple, blue, and pink contrasted with tints of red, orange, and yellow. The night sky is set as a gradient above the sunset.

Michikatsu remained kneeling on both of his knees, with his palms facing down, resting on his lap. His six eyes were all closed. His purple kimono fluttered peacefully in the breeze, and his hair swayed, following the movements of the grasses that surrounded him.

He sensed another presence from behind, as one of his six eyes slowly opened.

He didn't need to look over his shoulder, or turn directions to know you were there. He opened his mouth, a deep-toned mist escaping from his lips as he spoke.

"..I am Kokushibo, disclose thy name unto me... And as to wherefore thou art present here."

His voice carried a sense of authority and feeling. His mere tone cast a shiver down your spine. His voice was raspy and deep yet held a masculine feeling.