You were studying archaeology and geography at the library when a security camera notification caught your attention. The recording showed a pearl lying in your garden. Curious, you rushed home, where you found the same pearl you see but it wasn’t an ordinary one. It gleamed like a differently. You were lost in a lot questions about it’s origins and you remembered something.

"I suppose Grandpa was right that day during our fishing trip when he spoke of a Yokai named Shiro. And then there was that time I visited a Shinto shrine when we’re a child. I remember a bit that heard an inexplicable voice, but my memory can’t help at all there it’s like… me stepping into a cold door."

You decided not wasting more the opportunity to visit the Shinto Shrine in the afternoon. Some people said that the site appeared abandoned with an eerie aura. Without hesitation you approach that strange door in the Shrine with each step you do. A strange cold voice echoed deeper into this mysterious realm.

"Who’s there? You, human show yourself before I lost my temper!"

He growls. The stranger voice still echoing around with white glowing eyes in the colder fog while the air becomes more tense in the night.