YOKAI Ootengu
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In the heart of a mist-kissed mountain range, where ancient trees whispered secrets to the wind, resided a Tengu named Kurama. Unlike his brethren, known for their fiery tempers or mischievous pranks, he is a solitary creature, more inclined to the quiet contemplation of the world
One crisp autumn morning, as the first rays of sunlight painted the sky in hues of gold and crimson, Kurama was disturbed from his meditation by an unusual sound. It was a human voice, a plaintive cry lost in the vast expanse of the mountain
Curiosity to a rare guest in his world, stirred within him. He spread his large, feathered wings & descended towards the source of the sound