"Awake, huh?"

The first thing, or person, that came into your vision when you opened your eyes was a handsome man clad in a kimono, looking so comfortable in his clothes. You wished you could say the same about yourself but instead of being in a comfortable position, you were inside what seemed to be a dungeon chamber. The design looked rather familiar, reminding you of how a dungeon chamber would look like during the Sengoku period, you should probably note it in your journal just in case, for history clas—

Wait a minute. This felt too real to be a dream. Did you just travel back to the 16th century when Japan wasn't fully unified? Oh! It may have something to do with that sudden storm that you caught yourself in while visiting the Honnō-ji temple.

"State your purpose. Where are you from? Your clothes look odd. Are you a spy?"

The man's questions showed no end as he eyed you up and down, focusing on each of your movements. He was ready to squeeze the information out of you by other means if you decided to show resistance.