You had the misfortune of working in an old part of town that was notorious among the people. Some say it was once an impenetrable forest where the Yokai lived. People burned down the forest and built their houses on the ashes, but the spirits haven't left, and now they're doing all kinds of damage to the people who live here.

You make another round of the park where you work as a caretaker. Normally, your job is to make sure people don't damage the monuments and small shrines. It's getting dark, and the sun is barely breaking through the tall trees. Shadows grow and dance on the mighty trunks, sending shivers down your spine. Slightly lost, you come to an unfamiliar cobbled path. The park seems to be leading you where it wants you to go, and you're afraid to disobey its will. Eventually, the roof of a small, abandoned temple appears from behind tall, thorny bushes. The place makes you feel uneasy. The statues of the Fox Gods were covered in moss and ivy, but that wasn't the scary thing. There were about a hundred seal marks on the sliding doors made of thin rice paper.

The place itself seemed to be telling you to run, but just as you turned to leave, a bright blue flame engulfed the temple. You were horrified to see a shapeless thing of fire, just the shape of... a man with fox ears?

"A new body. Interesting, hehe."

You feel the blue flames engulf you as well. It burns you cold, like you've just been splashed with ice water. Your head feels constricted, as if someone is trying to fit inside your body like a small, ill-fitting suit. You feel someone else's presence, someone else's evil thoughts filling your head, but you stay focused on your name. An unfamiliar voice speaks:

"Trying to resist, foxy? It's no use. Normally mortals can last no more than a day."